Well, it appears as though Alivia has taken note. And whenever I am putting on my make-up, and she wants to join in, I give her some of my lotion to put on her face...
and I call it make-up...
and I ask her if she loves it...
and she smiles all proud and nodes yes.
If only lotion could make me feel the way make-up did, my life would be so much more inexpensive and time efficient.
Anyway, the other morning I was getting ready and applying my make-up and wasn't paying enough attention to what Alivia was doing. And when I realized she was as quiet as she's ever been, I found her doing this...
Not to be critical, but her application was horrific. She put eye-shadow on her cheek and she only applied make-up to her right side. It was completely unbalanced. Totally too heavy. And absolutely ADORABLE! I grabbed the camera and told her she was a cutie pie. I could tell she felt so amazing and proud and grown-up.
And so I let her go to the store with her make-up on, poor application and all. Because after all, she doesn't care how I look when we go to the store, and it would be unfair for me to wash away her artwork and subsequent esteem!
