As my 20-month-old daughter chases me around the house, trying to touch my freshly bright-coral-painted-toenails with inquisitive fingers, I’m remembering why I usually pay to get a professional pedicure.
No, not because it is such a luxury to relax and be pampered. Although that’s certainly a plus.
But because, when one’s toenails are wet with fresh nail polish in the presence of a very curious toddler, one has to have both very good reflexes and an extra measure of energy in order to execute the sudden jerking maneuvers and sprinting feats that are necessary to avoid having her DIY pedicure mutilated.
Note To Self: In the future, paint nails when baby is napping. Or better yet, go to the salon.
Go to a salon is my vote. 🙂
Hey, just stopping by to say thanks for your comment-bloggie-love on my 100 Things list. Just spotted it, and had to come by and give you some of the same. Really, just made my day.
I’m putting you on my blogroll post-haste!
Hey, at least you are capable of doing your own pedicure! I look at the stuff and think “HUH?” :-p If I get one, I go to a salon. LOOOOVE IT! 🙂
I am so with you about the pedi’s at the salon. If it isn’t my children stepping on my toes it is the dog!!
Mel
Hilarious!!!! Gracie does the same thing.
Imagine my stress when I was painting an entire room yesterday!
Also, don’t think of vacuuming after painting your toes.
Trust me on this one.