Today, my husband slept in and I painted everyone's nails. Except my husband's. It was a spa day. No, the fussing really kept that spa vibe away. Regardless, everyone turned out pretty.
My daughter's toenails:
Her fingernails:
My son's fingernails (you try and leave out a screaming three year old):
My son's toenails:
It took me hours to get to my own toenails. In fact, I had one hand painted when my daughter insisted I paint ALL of her nails. Along came my son and he wanted to be painted. Not anywhere near as particular, he preferred a touch of color on each nail. A little messy-like.
I made blueberry pancakes today as a treat. They are wonderful to eat cold later. It's been a relaxed day for all of us.
Right now, there is a blanket fort in the front yard and it's starting to rain. Beautiful evening.
Happy Summer Solstice!
P.S. In the end, I locked myself in the master bath and painted my toes in peace.
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