Last Sunday, while in sacrament meeting, I looked over at Mackenzie and noticed she had an eyelash on her cheek. I leaned over to brush it off her and noticed she had something under her eye. I looked closely at her and tried to wipe it off. She turned her face away from me and I noticed her eyelashes looked a little enhanced. Hmmm.
I touched her eyelashes and asked her if she had mascara on. She looked at me with her big, blue, guilty, lash-enhanced eyes and said "yes". I asked her why she put mascara on. And as her eyes started to swell with tears she said, "I don't want to be a little kid anymore. I want to be grown up." I quickly calmed her down and told her "we'll talk about it when we get home." Then I jokingly told her not to cry, cause her mascara would run. This led to a little irreverent giggle but she was happy again and that's all that mattered to me.
4 comments:
Darn kids grow up too fast! I bet she looked gorgeous.
That is the sweetest! So cute.
Tell her I need her to stay young a little while longer. The quicker she gets older so do I.
Leave it to you to tell her not to cry so the mascara doesn't run. Too funny. Give her a hug for me.
I know that she is our oldest grandaughter, but luckly she isn't that old. The kids will be teenagers soon enough. There is no need to rush things.
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