Ready for a big secret? On the eve of one of my sisters weddings I ended up crying because I couldn't paint my nails properly, and such were part of the wedding eve festivities. I'm okay with it now though, no hurt feelings at the mess on my fingernails today.
From what's in the background perhaps you can tell this wasn't a pamper evening for myself or anything. While Sadie was napping and between setting up train tracks and playing with Rummy-Cam Theo and I painted our nails (another big secret). I've been painting Theo's clear whenever I feel the urge to do mine and he's around, for a little while now. I hadn't been telling Nat. But it's clear. So no harm done right?
Another spanner in the works: I don't have any nailpolish remover. But it's not so bad. Today the polish has washed off my skin and the colour is just a bit chipped. After I had put this on I remembered a conversation with a friend about "times and seasons" and how colour at this stage (with young children) just doesn't really work. Oh well. I'll probably forget that again sometime soon, and even if I don't, I'll probably put more on sometime soon anyway. Just for fun.