I was looking for my nail polish - you know the kind you use to paint the tips of your nails white? Yeah. Found it. It was on my daughter's shelf and the lids were a tad loose. Uh-oh.
"Sweetheart? Could you come show Mummy what you used the paint for? "
"Sweetheart, where did you use this?"
Guilty child face, "I just wanted to make things bootiful."
Deep breath, "Okay sweetie. Just show Mum where."
She reached down and lifted up the following.
(Do you guys have ANY idea how hard it is not to laugh at stuff like this? SERIOUSLY. Anne of Green Gables will never be the same again.)
Then as the icing on the cake my Mother waxed half her eyebrow off today. Apparently this is something that runs in the family. I graciously offered to paint it on for her. Right before she went on an errand. (I honestly DIDN'T think it resembled a handlebar moustache. Well. Okay maybe a bit. ;-) but I really didn't think so until AFTER.)
As a side note, she also painted her Hello Kitty television. It's inspired to say the least.