Impulsively Vanessa begged for a spa day one evening. She set up towels, lotions and polishes in her room. We ran out of time so we negotiated an oatmeal foot bath in the tub. As we put on face masks, I told Vanessa I was going to start on her T-zone. She asked what I meant and I told her she would have to see. It only took her a second, "Mom, I know why it's called a T-zone. You made a T over my eyebrows and down my nose." We rinsed off our face masks and Zane said "Now that's a smooth face. My face is soooooooo . . . smooth and soft."
