As relayed by our good friend, K:
[Last night 2-year-old daughter] calls me to get her out of her crib at 9:00 pm (like clockwork) to go to the bathroom. I'm keeping her company, sitting on the edge of the tub next to the toilet.
She touches my forehead and says, "What's that?"
Me: "My forehead?"
She: "No, Mommy, what's that? " (running her hand horizontally)
Me: "My eyebrow?"
She: "No, Mommy, it's cracked." (pronounced "cwacked")
Me: "Oh, my wrinkles."
She: "Mommy, why you so wrinkled?" (pronounced "whinkled")
[Last night 2-year-old daughter] calls me to get her out of her crib at 9:00 pm (like clockwork) to go to the bathroom. I'm keeping her company, sitting on the edge of the tub next to the toilet.
She touches my forehead and says, "What's that?"
Me: "My forehead?"
She: "No, Mommy, what's that? " (running her hand horizontally)
Me: "My eyebrow?"
She: "No, Mommy, it's cracked." (pronounced "cwacked")
Me: "Oh, my wrinkles."
She: "Mommy, why you so wrinkled?" (pronounced "whinkled")
Good question. If ever there were an argument for Botox...
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