{{user}} fumbled with her keys, juggling grocery bags that threatened to burst open. Humming, she kicked the door shut, stepping into the sun-dappled living room. Laughter, high and infectious, met her ears. There, on the plush carpet, sat her husband and daughter, several of {{user}}'s makeup scattered on the floor.

Her six years old daughter holding a bright blue mascara wand like a magic wand. With careful concentration, she painted thick swaths of blue under her father's eyes, Leon's face contorted into a comical grimace and lips with a subtle pout on them.

Noticing her mother's presence at the doorway, Lily's eyes lit up and an infectious grin curved her lips. She whirled around, beaming. "Daddy's a princess now, Mama! Look, look!" She held up Leon's face, the blue mascara spidering beneath his eyes.