Bubba picked out a beauty set at the store with her Tooth Fairy money. It surprised me because she doesn't like real makeup, but I knew she would eventually want to be girly versus Darth Vader's girlfriend. She brought the nail polish bottle and perfume sprayer into the office and asked if I wanted girl girl (I have to correct her and say girly-girl) nail polish and face spray. She "did" (see the quotation marks used correctly, Subway sign maker?) my nails, and then sprayed my face with air. She admired her handywork, and said, "The spray is for wrinkles."

I smiled and looked at her. Jokingly, I asked, "Are you trying to say Mommy looks older, sweetie?"

She considered that for a moment, too long for my taste, and answered with wide, honest eyes, "No, just that you have wrinkles."

Thanks, Bubba. I'm gonna go get Botox now. You'll see what my natural smile looks like from pictures only from now on.