blurry skin
Our four-year-old got out of the tub tonight after a particularly quick bath, and, examining her hands, said, “I’m not even bluhwy.”
I’m sorry, what?
“Bluhwy!”
What?!
“BLUHWY. LIKE AN ODE PUHSON.”
Blurry.
She sees wrinkles and calls them blurry.
I see now.
