And the lit candles provided the perfect feminine atmosphere to it all, and my tears just came flooding out. I have no kleenex box in sight and that made me cry even more. WHY!?!?! Why is there no open kleenex box? WHY! I have no feminine way to dry my tears! All I have is teh front of my shirt to wipe away the snot and tears!
No kleenex? You should try what I do when my 12 y.o. daughter cries. I hug her and she buries her face in my shirt and wipes her tears and snot on me. Then, I yell in feigned anger "HEY!" and we both laugh and she goes on her merry way as if nothing ever happened. Of course, I'm not sure if that works on big girls.