Maggie and I were playing in the family room the other day when she pulled the Pride and Prejudice DVD off the shelf.
"Mom!" she exclaimed, pointing at the picture of Keira Knightley.
"Is that me? It's Mom?" I asked.
"Yes, Mom!" she affirmed.
I was still wearing my pajamas at 3:00 in the afternoon that day, and the only thing I'd done beauty-wise was to put in my contacts (and that was just because Maggie kept smudging my glasses lenses). But I must admit it made me feel a bit prettier to know that in a two year old's eyes I looked like a movie star.
[P.S. Dan was a little upset that I didn't press Maggie to find out if he looked like Mr. Darcy, but I assured him he's much better looking. Much.]