Sitting by the pool, under the overhang, trying to dry off while avoiding the inevitable rainstorm that blew in 5 minutes after my children jumped in:
Secondo: Primo, you have a mustache! Mom, did you see that Primo has a mustache?
Primo: So what? Mom has a mustache.
At this point, all three stare intently at my upper lip while I text-google the nearest salon for an emergency appointment.
grooooooooooaaaaannnnnnn...........
ReplyDeleteSo you have joined the club. Kids are so generous!
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OH! You are just too funny. Those kids---what WILL we do when they are grown and gone? Apparently we will live in blissful peace---with upper lip hair and all :0)!
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