Yesterday I picked Phoebe up from school as I do most days. As I was putting her in her seat, I noticed her looking at me funny. Then she started picking at my eyebrows. "Mommy," she said, "you need to get your eyebrows waxed."
What can I say? She was absolutely right. Sometimes I have a hard time remembering that she is only two!
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