Saturday morning, the little one woke up bright and early (as always) and wanted to DO something. She's always got something in her mind as soon as she wakes up that she just HAS to do, and it usually doesn't involve quietly playing in her room, doing anything by herself, or not making me watch a cartoon *sigh*.
So, this particular morning she wanted to put on some makeup all by herself. I got out the makeup box that stays on a top shelf, behind a locked door (or else little 007 that she is, she would find a way to get into it) and let her put some makeup on all by herself.
So, this particular morning she wanted to put on some makeup all by herself. I got out the makeup box that stays on a top shelf, behind a locked door (or else little 007 that she is, she would find a way to get into it) and let her put some makeup on all by herself.
She was so quietly keeping herself entertained that I just left her alone, and was checking on her every few minutes. When she was all done, she comes to the kitchen and announces "Mommy, look at me!!! Do I look beautiful?!"
"Wow, well look at you! That's...wow! Let me take some pictures" was about all I could say.
*please note that this was early, before her 'fro was fixed*
Then she promptly got her Barbie guitar to put on a concert. Hannah Montana style, what else?
Of course, next it was my turn for her to "do beautyshop" on me...No blush for me, thanks sweetie :) And, she HAD to take some pictures of her subject as well, 'cause she did such a good job, duh!
It was awesome trying to scrape makeup off her face as you can imagine. I couldn't get it all off, so we had to go out in public with her eyes looking like they were healing from being punched. Nice!!
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