Written All Over His Face

Marshmallow...the sweet smell in C's room.
That is strange, I thought.
Then he turned around.

Turns out it wasn't real marshmallows (though he did manage to sneak a few of those the other day). He finally gave into his fascination with his sister's cupcake lipgloss.

1 out of 4 lipglosses isn't bad...it could have been much, much worse.

I'm afraid someday his sister will have a go at his eyelashes with mascara...who wouldn't be tempted with those long lashes!