Do I Look Angry?

Last night my kids were especially rowdy and defiant. Usually, they are pretty well behaved but, just like all kids, they have their days.  To make matters worse, I was especially impatient. Usually, I am pretty tolerant but, just like all moms, I also have my days.

Some nights I can run downstairs and wash the dishes while they pick out their bedtime stories.  Some nights I wouldn’t totally flip out if I were to come back upstairs and find both of their faces covered in magic marker even though they just took their baths (do other people’s kids do this?). 

Last night was not one of those nights.  I wish I could remember exactly what I said because apparently it was so terrifying that they were perfect angels for the rest of the night. I think one even called me Ma’am. 

I am assuming it was a little left over fear that caused my daughter to look so nervous when, first thing this morning, I got right in her face and asked loudly “Do I look angry?”

Her quiet reply was “I don’t think so, Mommy.”

I wasn’t angry but I was trying to look angry.  

That’s right! My botox has fully kicked in and it is amazing!

Unfortunately, I have given myself a terrible headache this morning. Because I’m the kind of person who cannot accept that there is something I can’t do, I have been staring at myself in the mirror, for the past two hours, trying to furrow my brow or squinch up my eyes. I can’t do it! I feel like I’m doing it but I’m not. Absolutely no lines! I don’t think that I was expecting to be this happy with the results. 

Hopefully, I will get over my excitement soon because we have a PTA function tonight, and I have worked too hard, at not embarrassing my kids in front of their friends, to ruin it by excitedly suggesting a game of ”Guess what kind of face I’m making?” to a bunch strangers.