The Face Of Trouble

One of those moments when the house was too quiet . . . I thought; "Where's littlest girl, and what is she getting into now?!" Sure enough, she was in my bathroom, going through the make-up drawer again. I must tell you it's not the first time.

"Pretty!" says she.

Looks like she's ready for a game of football! She took an eyeshadow pencil and used it on her cheeks.

How could I get angry at this face?

Luckily I don't really use those lipstick shades anymore.

I guess "Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery"!  

Within a matter of minutes, she just barely took all the baby wipes out of the box. She also got a water bottle sprayer, and sprayed water all over the bathroom. She was trying to get her hair wet to comb it. What's next?...Don't let that sweet innocent face fool you . . . she's trouble I tell ya!