This evening, Zander and I had a date. Every year, we go to Toys R Us together to spend his birthday money. Today happened to be that day.
As I was getting ready to leave, I didn’t feel like putting makeup on. It’s been 800 degrees lately, and the makeup just melts off your face anyway. So, I poked my head in my bedroom (where Z was playing a video game), and asked him, “Do I need to put on makeup, or can I just go like this?”
He paused the game, turned to me and said, “Mom, you need to put on makeup. You don’t leave the house without it, and I’m not going to let you now. I love you with makeup on.”
Honest little booger, isn’t he?!