I couldn't resist posting this quick bit of news. I thought you might need to laugh.
My son (after I had just gotten out of the shower)-"Mom, what's wrong with your eyes?! I've never seen them so black before."
Me-"What do you mean by 'black'?"
My son-"I don't know. They're just black. You look like evil, bad mom."
Feeling a little worried and unsure, I run to the mirror half expecting to see traces of mascara, half expecting to see possibly some weird new disease that has never before been discovered.
It was a disease all right-the "I must be tired" disease.
Staring me in the face was nothing more than pure plain ol' bags under my eyes.
Gee, thanks son.