“Mooommmmm….Lilah has your lipstick!!!” I hear shouted from the other room.
“Lilah, come here baby…let momma see.”
“Oh Lilah. Can you show mommy what you used for your lips?”
She runs out and comes back with my mascara.
“Oh baby, this is for your eyes not your lips!”
“But momma, can you put some on my eyes then? I want to be beautiful.”
“You are too young to put some on your eyes.”
She starts to cry.
“Please don’t cry, baby, your mascara will run!”
simply necessary 
oh how the perception of “beautiful” changes throughout the years…