Mama's New Entertaining Look

I was reading my son a book before I tucked him into bed last night.  He interrupted me with this comment:  "Mama, you need an entertaining new look."

I stopped and glanced up.  "What are you talking about?  Am I not interesting enough?"

The boy shook his head.  "No, Mama."  He spied a sheet of stick-on mustaches sitting on his desk.  "I know what will make you look better."

He peeled off a black mustache and affixed it to my face. "There.  That's perfect."

I continued reading with this thing tickling my nose.

Bubba started giggling.

I wrinkled my nose, trying not to sneeze.

Bubba giggled some more.

I attempted to read, but was interrupted by Bubba's fit of laughter.  "Bubba," I said.  "Are you going to listen to this?"

"I'm trying to, Mama.  But your new look is so entertaining, I can't focus on the story!"