Mascara

Sofia usually watches me get ready in the mornings. She drags the stool from the bathroom into our room and plays with various things on our dresser. She sometimes asks me for "mascara" or "deoterant", and I humor her by pretending to put some on her delicate lashes and underarms. So it is no surprise to me that one day I found her in our room, trying desperately to get some mascara on her eyes, just like mommy! I scolded her through smiles and tried to be stern, but I couldn't help but find this little 'mini-me', copy-cat a bit flattering!