These dainty toes belong to my six year old son. His younger sister has been pestering me to paint her nails for a few weeks. Since she’s still sucking her thumb, and I fully intend to use this as leverage, we compromised and painted her toes pink after her shower tonight. The toe separators were tough to put on her tiny feet.
Her brother insisted he should get in on the action. Not surprisingly, the toe separators fit a whole lot better. Rather than pink, we settled on just a sparkly top-coat. He should be the hit of camp tomorrow.
Yeah, I debated not doing it for about 2 seconds. It wasn’t worth turning into a big deal. He did ask if I could do Daddy’s toes next. Best.Question.Ever.