It’s been quite a while since Miss Chompy has come downstairs to my realm and said, “Grammy, let’s do our nails!” Which means of course that she already has the enormous bag of ancient polishes from when her mom was a teen. Some of the colors are old and sticky, but there are a surprising few that still work. The little girlie can never ever decide which color is her absolute favorite so most often–she will opt for the Color Fest–or one of all the good ones.
I hope she’ll ask me to paint her nails for another few decades yet. Hanging out with this little muffin never gets old, and with or without the polish she colors our world just right.
They’re beautiful and sweet – love it. Such precious memories.
I’m so glad that you don’t mind her popping in and changing things up a bit. She does color the world quite nicely though, doesn’t she? 🙂
I would love for you to write books again – you have a magical way with words. I never get tired of reading from here. Glad to find a few new ones to enjoy.