I was in the bathroom on Sunday morning, putting on lipstick. D1 came in to observe.
D1: Can I have some?
QOC: No, not yet.
D1: I want some lipstick! When can I have some lipstick?
QOC (picking a random number, like all good parents): When you're sixteen.
D1: Yes. I will be as tall as Mama. And I will drive.