We’re gonna pretend like that has some relevance other than the fact that I just got it in my head to take close up pictures of our eyes today. (Like, several pictures for each, by the way)… and apparently I have something against the other side of our faces because we all got the same side photographed. Also, how come I can’t have naturally dramatic eyebrows like the boys? How’s that fair? And before you go, you know you can shape them yourself with plucking and junk – no, I can’t. ‘Cause I don’t wanna. (I also don’t wear make-up. GASP.)
Have I mentioned, I love Ezra’s eye? O_O And I have an unhealthy disdain for mine? (What is *that* about?!) I’m really irritated that I couldn’t get Josh’s before it went all chameleon green on me. Further boggling my already boggled mind. How. Do. Eyes. Change. Color. (Don’t answer that. I know the explanation, I just can’t get over looking at my husband’s eyes and them looking different.)
How much do you hate unintentionally offending someone?