Punkin Jr. and I had a nice drive home. We talked most of the way while she colored in her coloring book. I’m not sure at what point everything got quiet in the car. I think I was trying to concentrate on those last few turns home and then getting the car in the correct spot in the driveway. I parked the car, turned the overhead light on and twisted around to say something to PJ. What greeted me was a smiling face covered in black marker. She had quite nicely colored in her lips and eyelids in lieu of a lipstick and eyeshadow brush, not to mention a little blush thrown in for good measure. Part of me wanted to laugh hysterically, but the other part of me realized that I had to be in “serious” mom mode. “That is a marker, NOT makeup,” I quipped. We hauled our school and work bags inside and I did what every parent must do at this point: I videotaped it!
PJ very nicely described what she had done while smiling mischievously. We then went to the bathroom to wash off her “makeup”. I didn’t yell, but remained calm the entire time. And now we have a glorious video to show her kids one day. Isn’t that what every potential grandparent would want?
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