The guest room in our home was due for some fresh paint.
My husband, Joe, was preparing the surface and spackling as our three year old granddaughter, Susan, observed.
She, as all three year olds, was full of questions. She asked about the spackling and her Grandpa explained that the spackling was to fill in holes left in the walls by nails.
The next morning, Susan came into my dressing room as I was applying makeup and quite innocently quipped, "Grandma, why are you putting that stuff on your face? Are you trying to fill in all those cracks?"
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