The child was helping me in the garden Sunday, and she showed me a sowbug doing its rollup trick. Then she stopped and looked at me intently with a puzzled expression.
“Mama, your eyes are cracked.”
“What?”
“That skin, it’s cracked. Does it hurt?”
It took me a minute. She meant my crow’s feet.
(I consoled myself by saying well, it’s a sunny day, after all…)
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Oh my. Did you laugh or look very very sad? Gotta love little kids and their honesty.
M, I laughed my ass off. Then I explained what wrinkles were, and I made sure to call them “laugh lines.”
sorry, but ~giggle~
See, that’s “aw, cute.”
I remember the mutual freakout when my Dad looked at my crow’s feet and gasped. Not sure if he was thinking “Oh, my little girl!” or “Damn, you make *me* feel old.”
Too funny El!
Love those kid comments.
Well I’m sure you must have been squinting VERY hard!!