Saturday Morning, on the way to her class…
Zoey: Mama, next when we go for groceries can I get something?
Me: You always get something. What do you need?
Zoey: I NEED to get a blush on for myself.
Me, almost fainting: Blush on?
Zoey: Yes mama. But not the stick one. I already have that.
Me: You have a stick blush on?
Zoey: yes. I use the lip balm nono got as a pink blush on.
Me: So, what do you want now?
Zoey: I want the powder blush on. I have the brush. I took out yours. I just need the blush on now.
Me: Ok, we’ll see.
Almost collapsing. How old exactly did this little one turn last month?