Painted

Lily, our family artist, loves the idea of face painting. She can't help herself. She begs to get it done. Promises a clean room for a week. Traded in several IOUs to get a face painting book/kit.

But once it's actually on her face...start your clocks. 10 minutes post-painting, she starts to melt down. Go figure. Perhaps she just needs to add an extra dose of drama to overshadow the "drama" on her face. If it's not washed off within seconds of her realization that she loves the idea of face painting more than the reality of it, nuclear melt down. Sigh.

Puppy Lily @ the Taste of Arlington. Perhaps her speechlessness should have been an early indicator of where things were headed. Note, videos of Anna riding a little train at this same event all include a SOBBING Lily in the soundtrack.

Lily asked my mother to turn her in to a butterfly using the face painting kit. 10 minutes after this picture was taken she was furiously at work in the bathroom, working to scrub it off.

At least it looks super cute for the few minutes that it's on!