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The Secret Life of a Make-Up Brush



Nothing, it seems, is sacred when you are a mother.


For me even a visit to the bathroom can feel like I am holding court – perched on the throne with three little subjects in tow.


At mealtimes it is rare that I will finish a meal without one or other of the children requesting more carrots, broccoli or meat…all of which usually get donated from my plate.  Hubbster on the other hand guards his, shoulders hunched and snarling like a famished wolf.


The truth of course is that I don’t mind one bit.  Okay…so the occasional wee in peace would be luverly….but when it comes to it, in reality, there is probably very little a mother would not do for her child, nothing that she wouldn’t share.




You wonder if the sacrifices you are required to make go just a little beyond acceptable.


This morning was a prime example.


I was enjoying my first much-needed coffee of the day, snuggled up with Woo on the couch, and feeling thankful for an uncustomary quiet start to the day.


And then it dawned on me.


Foghorn and Bubble are quiet.


This cannot be good.  Past experience tells me that this is NEVER good!


Placing my coffee down I went to investigate, and found them in my bathroom.  Bubble was very kindly treating her big brother to a pamper session.


Sounds cute right?


Except said pamper session involved her powdering Foghorn’s bare, post-toileted bottom…with MY MAKE-UP BRUSH!!!


And of course after I got over the initial shock, I was left wondering how regular these bottom-buffing sessions with my brush have been!


Needless to say all other brushes, including hair brushes and tooth brushes have now been locked away out of reach…and I will be purchasing a new make-up brush el pronto.


What personal items have your children got their hands on?



Jolene enjoys writing, sharing and connecting with other like-minded women online – it also gives her the perfect excuse to ignore Mount-Washmore until it threatens to bury her family in an avalanche of Skylander T-shirts and Frozen Pyjama pants. (No one ever knows where the matching top is!) Likes: Reading, cooking, sketching, dancing (preferably with a Sav Blanc in one hand), social media, and sitting down on a toilet seat that one of her children hasn’t dripped, splashed or sprayed on. Dislikes: Writing pretentious crap about herself in online bio’s and refereeing arguments amongst her offspring.

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