Thursday, October 9


Carly, sitting in the back seat of the car suddenly bursts out:

"Oh no!"

"What?!" I reply

"I can't find my eyebrows!"

Amused, I look up into the rearview mirror to find Carly frantically running her fingers over her forehead in search of the wandering brows.

"Carly, they are right there," I gesture to her via the mirror. "Josh show her where her eyebrows are."

Tragedy averted.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Only a TRUE DIVA would be worrying about loosing her eyebrows. REAL boys worry about airplanes in their hair. Be grateful the kiddos got the right tragedies:)