We attended a small school carnival over the weekend and my daughter, Ophelia (also written about earlier), wanted to have her face painted.
The activity was done and my seven year-old girl had a pink and white unicorn now adorning her right cheek. My wife started musing about face painting and began to wonder aloud that this activity seemed mildly pointless.
“What good is face painting,” she said, “when the person who has it done can’t see how good it looks. It’s really only the people who didn’t pay for it that get to see how cool it looks.”
“It just seems so odd,” my wife concluded.
To which, Jared, coolly asked her, “Then why do you wear earrings? Same idea, isn’t it?”
Not much can stop my wife in her tracks, but this question literally (and yes, I mean the literal sense of literally in that she really did stop to think about it…ppfffttt) did just that.
As of this writing, she still has no answer.