.........she went shopping with DH last night, and managed to flutter her eyelashes at him and con persuade him into buying her some fake tan.
she decided tho to wack it on her legs herself, without listening to me and my advice, as the time I used fake tan was when I was a teen, and times (plus fake tans) have changed since then, and I am too old to understand.
thanks for that DD1, nice to be told I am old.
anyhoooooooooooooo
she has just come home from school, she has streaky legs, orange hands, and is a tad miffed that I am laughing very loudly at her.
I am not saying I told you so at all!
she has cheered my day up no end tho