They girls were playing at an average volume level in the other room for a few minutes while I chatted with their father at work. There was obviously nothing to worry about because it was not eerily quiet and all of a sudden I felt proud. This is how it's supposed to be. Children playing together without a referee. They were happily chatting to one another and I reminisced about myself as a child playing with my two sisters.
And then they walked in to the living room and shattered all my dreams.
|Unfazed by her own beauty.|
|Notice the swirl pattern on the face. Skills.|
|"I always wanted black eyebrows! Thanks Davy!"|
It came out pretty easily with baby wipes and bathing them while scrubbing with soap products.
And now I will leave you with something a little less traumatizing.
A word of advice from the novice: "hide your kid. hide your wife. and hide your makeup."