You look up from licking Holly's feet and look at her face. "Mommy?" you ask, "did you put on your lipstick on while I was licking your feet?"\
"No sweetie, I'm not wearing any lipstick."
"Yes, you are," you say. "And you've missed. It's on your nose."
"What? It is not-." Holly takes a compact from her purse and looks in the mirror. "Wha-?" She scratches at the red spot at the center of her nose. "It's not coming off?"
"He he," you laugh. "You've got a little red nose, Mommy!"
Holly keeps trying to rub off whatever is on her nose. "Come off you, ah-ah-CHOO!" She sneezes and you blink. Holly's nose inflated into a perfect sphere, round, red, and nearly the size of a tennis ball.
"Now you've got a BIG red nose!" you laugh.
Gingerly, Holly touches her nose. She gulps and gives it a squeeze. HONK!
You get to your feet, and squeeze Holly's nose. Honk! You squeeze again, and again. Honk! Honk! "You've got big feet and a big red nose!" you giggle. "You look like a clown Mommy."
"Would you please not do that-he-he-he-." Holly covers her mouth with her hands, and you just realize her voice sounded higher, like she was breathing helium. "Hee-hee-I feel-hee-hee-funny, heheyaha."