MakeUp Bag+Toddler Son+Dinner Prep =

Okay, so based on the title you are expecting the worse but at least let me give you all the details.

Carter is finally at the age that he and Evan will entertain each other for small periods of time, giving me an opportunity to clean the kitchen, or make lunch, or fold a basket of laundry. It is the time when most mothers feel a sense of relief that you don’t have to take care of your little ones 24/7, he has become somewhat independent with the help of Evan, as the entertainer.

Yesterday afternoon was like the new usual afternoon – the kids got up from their naps, had a quick snack and off they went to play in the living room. I thought to myself this would be the perfect time to sit and drink a cup of coffee to clean the kitchen and dining room from the lunch time mess and begin prepping for dinner. We were having burgers and corn of the cob.

I peaked into the living room and much to my delight, my little angels were sitting reading books. So I figured I had 5 more minutes to take the husks off the corn on the cob before Carter needs some “mommy time”. I was finished with the first ear of corn when Carter came crawling into the kitchen and I noticed that Evan had gotten awfully quiet.

Since I had my hands full, I yelled into the living room, “Evan what are you doing in there?”

Evan responded, “I’m hiding mommy.”

Which isn’t anything to worry about normally, because we have recently begun the Great Binky Removal in our House and occasionally I will find Evan “hiding under the bed with my Binky.” He is my honest one. So when he said he was hiding, I thought he was having one of his, “I need my Binky, so I will hide from Mommy” moments. I didn’t think anything of it until I got to the third ear of corn. Carter was still in the kitchen with me and I hadn’t heard a peep from Evan.

I asked again, “Evan, is everything okay in the living room?”

“Yes mommy, I am hiding from you.”

Maybe I should do a quick check before continuing dinner. I walked into the living room and behind the couch I find my BOY with my makeup bag unzipped and the mascara opened and drawn all over his face. Okay, yes it was funny and yes I freaked out because I was more worried about what he had drawn on (i.e. the couch, the wall etc) not really noticing the beautiful beard he had drawn. And being the A+ mom that I am, I checked those areas first then brought him into the kitchen to take pictures.:

Exhibit A:

Exhibit B:

Exhibit C:

By the time I was finishing taking photos, I hear Jeremy unlocking the door. UH-OH dad’s home and his son IS wearing make-up and you guessed it – he didn’t find it as humorous as I did.

So for the next 15 minutes, I heard this conversation as I continued to get dinner ready.

Jeremy: “You know Evan, only girls wear make-up. Boys DO NOT wear make-up!”

Evan: “K daddy”

Jeremy: “Mommy wears make-up. Is mommy a girl?”

Evan: “Yes” {giggles}

Jeremy: “Is Daddy a girl?”

Evan: “Noooo.”

Jeremy: “Does Daddy wear make-up?”

Evan: “Noooo.”

Jeremy: “Is Kaden (cousin) a girl, does he wear make-up?”

Evan: “Noooo.”

Jeremy: “Is Aunt Beth a girl, does she wear make-up?”

Evan: “Yes”

You get where the conversation leads. Jeremy mentions EVERYONE we know to make it clear, who wears make-up and who doesn’t (Grandma, Grandpa, Babci, Poppi, Joshua, Sophie, Jenny, Bobby, Tricia, Isaac, Ben, Uncle Nate, Aaron, Adam etc. etc.)

I think he got the point!! Poor kid, Jeremy didn’t want to take ANY chances on confusion!

So, let’s review, NO Evan you may not play with Mommy’s make-up while she is not watching you. ONLY girls wear make-up and you ARE NOT a girl. Got it? Good.