Today, while standing in front of a mirror holding a piece of curly green ribbon under her nose, S told me, “I really wish God had made me with a green mustache.”
Well, S, to quote a country song by Garth Brooks, “some of God’s greatest gifts are unanswered prayers”.
(My current prayer is that S is not on her way to Halloween costume #3, since I am running out of time to pull things together, though I will say that a green-mustached-whatever would certainly capture the uniquely wonderful essence of S!)
Love you, your brain, and your green mustache, S! (Truth be told, the green actually complements the Frankenstein tattoo you’ve been sporting on your cheek for four days now quite nicely.)