Chap Stick. Wear It.
We picked up Zoe from YMCA camp tonight and the first thing my husband and I noticed was that she had a severe case of chapped lips. Not only were they swollen, but they were also cracked and bleeding. Oh my gosh, I can’t believe that a counselor didn’t make her put some lip balm on! I packed two tubes of it too. One Chap Stick and only other kind that she likes. I had no choice but to root through her luggage right there at the check-out until I found the Chap Stick — and then I made her slather it on.


Um, mom? I hate to bring this up, but…are they chapped b/c of a boy? Hmm?