Monday, April 29, 2013

Messy face

When my own child was little, I was always quick to wash up a messy face. A messy face ultimately ended up leading to messy hands, messy clothes, and a mess on my living room furniture...


But as a grandma, I see a messy face as a symbol of childhood at its best. So I tend to let the messy face slide and take as many pictures as I can before mommy comes along, then I grab the closest washcloth and pretend to be worried about keeping that nice new t-shirt clean.

No comments:

Post a Comment