Uh-oh.

When I came upstairs the other day, I caught Rudy in the midst of some sparkly, glitzy primping.

This is what happens when your eighteen-month-old has a four-year-old sister with an actual pink vanity. Rudy now loves to strut around with any amount of plastic, metallic beads swinging from her neck, and the various kids' lip glosses and shimmer powders in the teeny-tiny make-up case (although larger than my own) are, let's face it, completely irresistible.