Ok, so today, I went visiting teaching with Bryn, Ava, and Morgan in tow. First teachee's house, no problems, angel children. Second house, the girls seemed to be playing well with my teachee's (Suzanne) kids, no worries...until we were ready to leave.
I had been keeping track of Bryn and Ava until about five to ten minutes before, and the kids were all playing on a lower level of the house. When I went down to get them, me and my partner both realized our children were no longer with the other kids. (my partner's child is the same age as Ava.) We began to scour the house. Then we heard our Suzanne scream out, "NO. Oh no!"
We immediately run upstairs to Suzanne's bedroom. (Suzanne left her makeup bag on the floor next to her full length mirror.) Bryn, obviously, and her two partners in crime, had opened the makeup and Bryn had painted Ava and Bergen in a pallet of lip gloss, mascara, foundation, hair gel, and moisturizer. Luckily, the children had not got any on the carpet or anything else...but they were covered. And I mean covered. Ava's face looked like an oil painting. There was no visible skin showing on her face. The pictures are from after wiping at least 2/3 of the make up off. Yeah, that glowing, not to many kids can do that! I was mortified. Suzanne was a good sport. Naturally, Bryn took her an apology and an gift certificate to Nordstrom later that day.
sidebar: I washed the girls as soon as we got home. Scrubbed them, and Ava's hair is still greasy shiny. gross. This is the exact definition of a Brava.
I had been keeping track of Bryn and Ava until about five to ten minutes before, and the kids were all playing on a lower level of the house. When I went down to get them, me and my partner both realized our children were no longer with the other kids. (my partner's child is the same age as Ava.) We began to scour the house. Then we heard our Suzanne scream out, "NO. Oh no!"
We immediately run upstairs to Suzanne's bedroom. (Suzanne left her makeup bag on the floor next to her full length mirror.) Bryn, obviously, and her two partners in crime, had opened the makeup and Bryn had painted Ava and Bergen in a pallet of lip gloss, mascara, foundation, hair gel, and moisturizer. Luckily, the children had not got any on the carpet or anything else...but they were covered. And I mean covered. Ava's face looked like an oil painting. There was no visible skin showing on her face. The pictures are from after wiping at least 2/3 of the make up off. Yeah, that glowing, not to many kids can do that! I was mortified. Suzanne was a good sport. Naturally, Bryn took her an apology and an gift certificate to Nordstrom later that day.
sidebar: I washed the girls as soon as we got home. Scrubbed them, and Ava's hair is still greasy shiny. gross. This is the exact definition of a Brava.
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I'm so glad you've started a blog. I can't wait to hear all the Brava stories. I imagine there are going to be some doosies. Yeah... thanks for the good laugh.
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