The shades of pinks, oranges, chocolate browns mimic candies and sunsets.

Some of the lip paints have glitter spun through the sticky cream. The sparkles catch light and curious little girls. It’s a big, light-tight net.

I can’t blame Beatrix. If I were a 3.5 year old with knowledge of nine dainty […]

One of the boys has a very unusual career aspiration. He’s serious about it, too.

It combines two of his loves. How can it go wrong?

I could get in the way.

I wrote about it at Mile High Mamas. Go say hello and tell me if you are living your childhood dream.