3PO and R2, two nephews close enough in age to get on each other's nerves, were going at it on a Friday afternoon. The go-to move is "divide and conquer"; I plucked away R2 from temptation, but needed to provide entertainment.
R2 is familiarly adorable; he takes after Luke in looks and personality, but with some quirks thrown in. Like how he loves to clean (he was delighted with the toy broom and shovel I bought him) and he loves to cream.
Yup, he got Babi's cream gene. This kid never gives me a hard time about shmearing coconut oil on his chapped cheeks and mouth.
"C'mon, baby, you can watch me put on my Shabbos Face." I plunked him on a stool in my bathroom and he watched, fascinated, as I brushed and buffed.
"Layla," he lisped, "what you doing?"
"I'm painting my Face," I answered simply.
"But why you paint your face?"
"To look pretty. Do I look pretty?"
He smiled sheepishly. "Yesh," he giggled.
He smiled sheepishly. "Yesh," he giggled.
He's Hungarian, all right.
:) I don't know how I missed this post, but that's really cute.
ReplyDeleteI love sneaking lipstick on my nieces when my sister isn't looking. Or even lip gloss, they love it.
The wonderful role of the aunts: Corrupting the next generation.
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