Monday, 13 April 2009

"Dinosaurs don't have luscious lips."

...I said.

The Sparkly One was sitting behind me in The Motor our visit to That Place having resulted in a haul of flat pack self assembly home furniture sufficiently long that the car's interior seating required that configuration.

She had applied some gloss (make-up rather than woodwork) and, catching my attention in the rear view mirror (whilst proceeding safely down the highway), remarked:

"I've made my lips luscious for you."

She pouted demonstratively.

I blinked (checking road conditions, speed, etc) and commented as noted above.

"This one does," she replied happily.

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