Just now as Ralph leaned over to talk to me our son darted over and applied a generous amount of glitter from a glass bottle with roller to my husband’s arm. Ralph and I looked and realized Nels was covered, in every way, with tons and I mean tons of glitter.
Don’t worry. The woman at the Marketplace told me – upon learning Nels enjoys makeup – that “boys eventually grow into liking boy things.” Thank goodness, because I have been seriously concerned.