Mama left for Egypt yesterday, with the whole Puspanita bunch from her office. Seeing her go with the group yesterday made me feel left out.I want to go to Egypt, too!
Well, anyway, this post is about Asna again. And her sudden (or maybe rekindled) interest in makeup. We were about to leave for the airport when she came into my room. I was online, fixated to the screen. Without realizing she was messing with my makeup. Again.
Now wanting her to cause any “damages”, I offered to help her out with her eyes, before she ruined it all by smothering silver and gunmetal eyeshadows on her eyes on her own after that. Eek! Tiny drag queen on the loose!
So I asked her to get me some damp tissues to fix the mess. Tried my best clearing glitters from her nose and cheeks before she went running to my mom’s room.
While we had supper at Ritazza Cafe, Klia, my mom told me Asna was crying before we left home. They were confused as to why she was crying- they initially thought that it’s because my mom’s leaving, but then, she kept saying…
“I don’t like makeup. I’ll never be pretty!”
By then I understood that this kid thought that I was totally removing her makeup and she actually went emo over it!
Asna’s brain: MAKEUP = PRETTY
And so to make it up to her, I decided to make her up then and there at the cafe. I made her sit down (after a few refusals, like “I DON’T like to wear makeup”).
Her reaction, post-makeup? Star jumping in front of the cafe. I guess she was pretty then.