First Pedi

A few days ago the little woman woke up from her nap early. Hmmm....what to do?

We were dorkin' around my bathroom looking for something to do which would keep Anna quiet so she wouldn't wake John up with her screaching and attempts at banging on his door (as she prefers to do when she's the first one awake)

I looked at my newly pedicured toes and then decided maybe Anna was ready for a little pedicure action herself. I sat down with the nail polish bottle and she looked at me with her big brownies.....

.....she knew what to do....she sat down in front of me, stretched her legs before me, and watched very carefully and interestedly (is that a word?) as I painted her little barely-there-toesie nails one by one. She sat mesmerized.

Freshly painted empanadas

Ah, now THIS was fun, sweet girl.

And to top the story off, yesterday, John and Anna were eating a snack on their little "snack bench" and John looked over at Anna and out of nowhere says, "Mom, Anna's toes are pretty" and I said thank you but you should tell her that yourself so he grabbed Anna's face, turned it toward him and said "Anna, your toes are pretty". And that was that. Pedicure is brother-approved.