I had put on a little mascara before this important meeting, so all day my lashes feel frosted and heavy.
On the way home, I feel it’d finally caked all around my eyes. Looking in the mirror is not an option so I ask my ten year old son:
“Has my mascara smudged?”
A puzzled look. Then he decides to venture a question:
“What do you mean mom?”
“Oh. Um, is there any black circles around my eyes?”
“Oh. Those are just the bags under your eyes, it’s like you are getting older. But you are not.”
My son the diplomat.