Unbeknownst to me, my mom left some makeup in the top drawer of Cassidy's bathroom. Last night, Cass was supposed to be in the bathroom brushing her teeth. I told Zach that it seemed a bit too quiet and asked him to check on her (I was feeding Gavin).
All I heard was, "Cassidy you better go see your Mommy right now!".
Cassidy. . .
I asked her what she was doing. Her answer? "I was making myself cute". Where did that come from??
These are the times of our life! We are blessed. Thank goodness we love to laugh!
