I have been know to beg and pester if I could please apply mascara to those with ridiculously LONG eyelashes. Let's put it this way...Millie was easy to convince. I mean some people (Roman) don't know how lucky they are or how crazy long their eyelashes are...until you plump their lashes up a bit with some Mascara. I guess I can't blame Millicent seeing how she is 9 months old. I was trying to prove to her mother that her eyelashes are abnormally long.
So we're driving up to SLC and Mills and I are alone in the back seat hanging out. She was in a great mood, what's new? So I decided to get to work. Millie actually loved it and held VERY still with a cute little smile the whole time. Rox didn't even catch me until Grant heard me trying to hold in a laugh (which is very unpleasant...it's almost worse than if I just did the dang laugh). This brings us to the reason why Roxanne was angry with me. She turned around and saw my guilty face, caught like a deer in the head lights, holding the incriminating little black tube. Her response, "I CANT BELIEVE YOU DID THAT BEFORE I DID!!! I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED TO DO THAT!!!"
Whoops. Turns out great minds think alike.