Whose mother hasn’t told them they need to just put some lipstick on to look better when they are feeling the absolute worst? And whose diet doesn’t start amazing at breakfast and by dinner you’ve eaten 7 double stuff Oreo’s. I may not be a mother yet but even without the added pressure of keeping two humans alive I already relate so much to Lucy. I can’t wait to read more and see how little Stan progresses as I’m assuming he has some form of autism.