Here’s another fun thing my mom did with us—one day, she
painted eyes and a nose, upside down, on her chin. Then she grabbed a sheet,
and got on the couch with her feet sticking up, and her back on the seat, with
her head bent over the edge of the seat. Then she took the sheet and covered
her face, all but her mouth and her chin. Because she was upside down, the eyes
and nose she had drawn were above her mouth, and it looked like a tiny little
face with a big mouth. And then she started talking—saying hello to us in a
sing-song voice, and even singing fun little songs with us. More shrieking with
laughter. It was crazy! It looked so funny! It was this little tiny face, like
a whole different person. And all the time, of course we knew it was mom. We
loved it so much that we just begged for her to do that to our chins so we
could have a turn. Oh the fun we had, upside down, performing songs for our
siblings. Honestly, we were nutty.
