Humbling moment of the morning:
BB interrupted whatever we were talking about to announce: "Mommy, you have oceans on your head! Will I have oceans on my head when I'm a grown up?"
Puzzled, I asked her what she meant.
"Oceans, Mommy! Here!" She pointed above my eyebrows.
I was still confused, so we went to the mirror together.
She continued to point to my forehead. "They are like waves!" she explained, all excited.
I looked in the mirror, raised my eyebrows a bit, and saw exactly what she meant. They are, indeed, like waves. Wrinkle waves, lining across my forehead, stamped there for all to see.
But then she told me I have a "princess smile," so I felt a little bit better.