Ruffles

Tonight I was putting Lydia to bed, and I caught her starring at my face.

"Your forehead has lines on it Mommy," she said. I brushed my hair away and replied, "It's probably just the shadows, right?"

"No. It's when you move your eyes up and down, " she stated.

"Oh. You mean my wrinkles."

"Yes," she said confidently, "Your ruffles."

Then I asked her to move her eyes up and down - and surprise of all surprises. Nothing happened. Ah, to have young, taut facial skin. But I do like ruffles. :)