Like most little boys, Hopscotch has an obsession with mommas make-up. It is an every day battle, smacking his tiny little hand away as it creeps up over the counter top into my blue mesh zipper bag. Then comes the sweet "Why, momma?" As though I am depriving him from something he rightly deserves to have. Well, the bathroom stool is on my side, folks! Warning, this is what will happen if you try and sneak mommas make-up.
That's right, you will fall in the garbage. (Yes, I actually found him ... left to get my camera ... and came back to take the picture. I told you I am committed to this project.)
But, as always, they are tireless beings - - - my boys. Alas, Hopscotch conquered the stool and decided to be pretty like momma...
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