Wrinkles, Who Me?
Spending time with your little ones can be devastating to your self-esteem sometimes. They can be pretty frank with their opinions and observations.
Case in point… I was spending time with one of my little men this morning. We were having, what I thought, was a nice meaningful mom-and-son conversation filled with love and happiness and all of that terrific Hallmark card kind of sappiness. I was enjoying myself.
Then out of the blue, and in mid-sentence, my youngster says to me, “You know what momma?”
“What, honey?
“You have wrinkles. Didja know that?”
Terrific. He then proceeded to point out (in case I hadn’t spotted them yet) all of the various places on my face where the wrinkles were now residing.
THRILLING conversation, people. Thrilling.
It was not exactly a Hallmark moment anymore. Especially when he pointed out that MY HUSBAND, who is a good five years older than me, does not have any.
I should have grounded him. Instead I walked calmly away and did a Google search on Botox.
UPDATE (3 days later): The psychological torture continues. My oldest just told me I looked like I was going to have a baby. My husband hushed him and explained why that wasn’t necessarily considered a nice thing to say to a woman who is actually NOT pregnant. He seemed genuinely puzzled when he said, “But dad, she DOES.”







You’re beautiful in our eyes…….
You pointed out my three gray hairs…:)
I am CRACKING up! Imagine have an entire classful of little friends to pick out your flaws. I was teaching 1st grade and one kid told me I had puffy arms just like a pillow…..lovely!
I just love kids for their honesty and then their sarcasm…LOL.
Stand farther away from the mirror, you’ll never notice anymore.
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Actually, that is my new strategy. I think it will work, don’t you?
I know someone (close to my heart)who recived botox…I don’t think either of you need it. You both look good to me.
JennieG
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April 26th, 2009 at 6:56 AM