

This afternoon it was quiet for about 15 minutes. After a little bit I thought I'd better check on her. Guess who came downstairs very proud of herself. She was thrilled with how she looked. I told her that makeup is for big girls. "I am a big girl, Mom." I love the blush too. Actually I don't think that she did too bad of a job of a four year old. Mascara can be tricky.
She was so proud of it that she said that I could take her picture. I offered to wash her face and I think that she was offended. She wore her makeup for the rest of the evening.








