The Sparkle in My Eye

The other night, Mr. W glanced at me, tipped his head, smiled, and said, "Your eye is sparkly." I was all "awww" until he said, "No, it's really sparkly. Have you been touching glitter?"

Well, yeah, there's that. I'd been wrapping Christmas presents.

But I'm blocking that out and preferring to stick to my "awww" way of thinking.

Denial is my favorite place.