Everyone meet Phillip...

Watch this and you will know why I am concerned. And if you think of it, you might offer up a prayer on our behalf. I think we may need some.
Everyone meet Phillip...
Watch this and you will know why I am concerned. And if you think of it, you might offer up a prayer on our behalf. I think we may need some.
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these are his brother's eyelashes. Yes, I'm serious. No, they are not fake. Yes, his sisters will be jealous of them one day and no, I did not curl them. They just naturally curl up at the tips.
So... apparently, the other day at school, a little girl in Bub's class told him he had long eyelashes. Then, he came home and saw these sitting on my bathroom counter. I hadn't really thought about how weird they must look to a kid.
That night, his 4 year old brain put two and two together and he had a dream about it all. I woke to hear him talking and moaning and thrashing around in his bed down the hall. I went to check on him. This is our conversation...
Me: *shaking him a little to wake him up* "Bub, it's ok...I'm here."
Bub: *crying a little* "Mom, when.....how are you going to take off my eyelashes?"
Me:*chuckle, chuckle* "What?"
Bub: "You know....*starting to sob* LIKE THE ONES IN YOUR BATHROOOOOMMMMM."
Me: *trying not to laugh* "Bub, those aren't real eyelashes. They are pretend ones that Mommy wore to the dance the other night to make my eyelashes look pretty. They don't belong to anyone!"
Bub: *meekish chuckle* OOOhhhh. Ok.
Me: *laughing* Night, Bub. I love you, you crazy boy!"
Bub: "Night Mom! Love you, too."
I guess the next day at school, he told the little girl that his eyelashes were pretend like Mommy's. Fabulous.