Levi and I took a trip to Walmart this morning, and I realized something not-so-profound: lipstick is hard to wear with a baby! We walked up and down the isles, forward and backwards (I think Levi appreciated me going backwards so he could go forwards for a change). I looked at this brand, then that brand, then back to the first… price checking, and color checking.
Finally I found a decent shade and off we went to find contact cleaner and rubbing alcohol. Levi tried to have a conversation with the cashier on our way out, and she was kind and gentle and wished us a nice day.
When we got home and Levi was in his crib, I tried on the new lipstick. I’m pretty sure I haven’t worn lipstick since our wedding, and now I have another reason not to. You can’t kiss babies with lipstick!
Surely there are ways to adorn your lips without the color wearing off, but it made me laugh. Unless I want kiss marks on his face (well, body) or have incredible restraint, I probably won’t wear it that frequently. It looks pretty — but do you know how many times I kiss that kid? I smother him hourly!
Speaking of which, my little man is just about due for some more. Hope you shared a laugh with me. ;)