I don't think it's your shade

Last night I was on the phone in the office with my new friend (and downline) Tanya. Usually, Ric makes sure that the door is closed so that kids aren't wreaking havoc while I'm trying to get things done.

All of a sudden, Ric comes in holding Ryan's hand - dragging him in too. This is what I saw and here's what Tanya heard next: (BTW - Hi Tanya!)

Mom: What's all over his face?

Dad: Your lipstick.

Mom: How did he get that?

Dad: You must have left it somewhere. (Yep, I must have...)

Mom: Hang on Tanya, I have to take a picture.

Fun stuff at the Levett house! :) No Ryan, it's not your shade! (Not mine anymore either!)