Face Mask

"Mom, I need some honey," my eleven-year-old daughter said.

"Why?" I asked.

"You'll see."

I figured she was going to conduct some kind of scientific experiment.  I gave her the honey and went off to do my business.

Ten minutes later, she and my son waltzed into the room and stood next to me.  They had a big grin plastered on each of their faces. And something else.

"What the heck is on your face?" I asked my daughter.

"Honey.  And sugar.  And vitamin E capsules."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, mom.  It's a face mask, and it's going to make our faces really soft."

Just then, our German Shepherd Schultz joined the party.  He sat down and cocked his head.  His big old nose started sniffing.

"I think he wants to eat your face masks," I said.

My kids' eyes got big.  They screamed and took off.  And Schultz charged after them.

So much for the face mask!