I can't say that I have the honor of the wrinkles that come with age, maturity or wisdom yet.
Right now my wrinkles come in the form of clean laundry piled in a basket from the day before.
Sometime my wrinkles are flu bugs, boogers and sickness.
Let's not forget the wrinkles that go with meal time.
Some wrinkles are sweet and pleasant.
And some wrinkles create satifaction.
When my current wrinkles are behind me and my children are grown and gone, I image my face will reflect these busy years.
Head on over Anita's way to see the wrinkles she has captrued.
Have a wrinkle-free weekend!