Last month your Poppa was visiting from Florida, and besides spoiling you with fishing, horseback rides, bungee jumps, golf, and one-too-many ice cream cones; while having Bar-B-Q at Overlook Farm, you had your face painted to resemble that of a puppy. So pleased you were with your new identity (and your fifth ice cream cone of the week!) that getting into the car resulted in an epic - yet entirely ordinary - meltdown. Hot tears streamed down your face until your cute little puppy melted, and something like Heath Ledger's legendary Joker took its place in the back seat.
"Uh-oh," I said. "Your tears melted your puppy dog face. All the make up is smudged. Here: look in the mirror."
"Oh, no!" you exclaimed. "How we get it back on?"
"Well, we really can't, Honey. The fair is over. The painter went home. Maybe you'll get your face painted again at another fair."
"But we need to get it back on. Now! Maybe glue?"
Oh, my sweet, creative, very logical little girl. Yes. Glue. And may you always find simple, straightforward solutions for life's stickiest situations.
Love you.
Mama
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