More out of the mouths of babes

I was standing outside with the kids waiting for the bus the other day. It was a few days after I had dressed in my finest zombie bride duds for a party I went to.

My kid stares at me for 15 seconds, really studying my face. And then he says, “Why do you still look like a zombie?”

I’m all, “What?!?” Granted I had just rolled out of bed, but even at my worst, describing me as zombie-like is a bit extreme. Or so I thought.

Then my other kid pipes up, “He’s right. You’re really pale. And you have those dark circles under your eyes. You look like a zombie.”

Apparently they think I look like this on a day-to-day basis:

Yeah, cute kids.