A couple nights ago N got home from work a bit early. He offered to put Zoe to bed so I could get my clothes and gym bag ready for the next morning.
As usual, in 8.5 minutes he was out of her room and she was snoring. I have no idea how he does that. It takes me 30 minutes or longer to have the same result. I like to think it's because Zoe finds our girl bonding so enjoyable and not that I'm a sucker for all her cute antics.
N sat on the bed as I was figuring out what to wear. He pulled out my make-up bag to look inside. He pulls out my lotion and asks what it is. "Ooh, it smells citrisy." I can tell he's enjoying this.
Then he pulls out my acne spot treatment. "Do you just put this on the zit? Then what? Hey is that why you don't have any?" I love how romantic he is.
I use a mineral make-up. With that kind of powder foundation you have to get a make-up primer so the stuff stays on your face. N takes out the primer, reads it and says, what do you use primer for? Is it like the schlacking you put on before you texture a wall."
Why yes, yes it is. It's my face schlack. Doesn't my wall-o-face look smooth.
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