He groggily waved his hand over his face without opening his eyes, thinking maybe it was a fly and he could just go back to sleep
Huh. Lois broke in again?
Sighing in defeat, he opened his eyes to come face to face with his four-year old daughter, hovering over him.
Aaaaaaahhhh!
and her face was practically painted with gobs of lipstick, glitter and eye shadow.
Oh boy. Lois is *not* going to like this.
"You look even more like a princess with that crown and all of that makeup on?"
"Hey, Lex liked to keep himself looking preened.
Oh. Right. Regular *manly* manicure.
Oh boy. Oh boy. Oh boy.
That was…unexpected… fun!
Michael
