Henry has never once said that he wants to be an artist, but this morning when I remembered that he was supposed to show up at preschool in costume for Occupation Day I mentally scanned the house for dress-up ideas and finally suggested that he should consider a career in the arts. The French Arts.
He was skeptical until I mentioned the mustache, which I told him would be applied with makeup. And if there is one thing that motivates my beautiful son, it's the opportunity to play with blush.
