My weekend bags were still in my hand when I saw my son bent over the sink with his dad examining a cut neither could see. Only it wasn’t the gesture that made me smile, so much as it was the overdose of green and yellow my husband had dressed them both in.
Someone had taken color coordinating seriously and, well, it was about the cutest thing I’d seen all day.
Until I saw these…
And smiled my heart out at home made masks…and the dad who made ’em.