While we were getting ready for church Sunday morning, Samantha
was watching me get ready and putting my makeup on. Sometimes,
I'll let the girls wear a little lipstick, so Samantha asked me if I could
put some on her that morning. At the moment, I was still working on
mine, so I couldn't do hers. She had mentioned maybe Daddy could
help her, but she stopped and interrupted herself.
"Never mind, I'll wait for Mommy. Daddy can't handle makeup"

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