I sat down and closed my eyes. It was only 8:30 pm and I could barely hold them open.
My daughter sat down next to me.
I opened my eyes because I could feel her staring, she leaned in close and just looked at me. She put her head on my shoulder and reached over and traced her finger along my cheek.
It was one of those special moments that remind me how much I love my [mothering] job.
She tilted her head and reached out and grabbed my hand, “Mom?”
I held my breath feeling the weight of what she was about to say….
“Did you know there’s this new stuff you can inject around your eyes and forehead to get rid of all those lines?”
I’m pretty sure my daughter just recommended botox.