A funny thing happened tonight. My older daughter, who we'll call A, likes to take her shower in the bathroom that is in the master suite. I was sitting on the bed reading a book, when she called from the bathroom, "Dad, can you get Mom?" My wife was busy tucking in our other, younger daughter, (we alternate which parent tucks in which kid every night), so I asked, "What do you need? Is it something I can help with?" She was hesitant, but I knew she was much to young for it to be something like a period. "I did something and she's going to be mad at me," A said. I went into the bathroom and asked her "What happened?" "I used Mom's eye liner and I can't take it off," she replied. Ah, now this is something I have special skills for, but I didn't want to seem too knowledgeable. "You need to use makeup remover. Let's see if we can find some." We rummaged through my wife's stuff and didn't see any. Of course, I have some in a bin under the counter. "Maybe we can find some under here," I said. I produced the remover put it on a cotton ball for her, and voila, she was able to remove the liner. And the day was saved, by Crossdressing Man!
When I relayed the story to my wife, she was amused. I think she is happy to know that she is not the sole first responder to our daughters' fashion emergencies.
paula
Originally Posted by JamieG
