I thought I'd have to wait until she was three, but no. Clara saw my painted toes and wanted some of her own. She didn't have to ask me twice!
And the kicker - when Ryan went to get her from her crib this morning, he found her stripped down to her diaper saying, "Pink toes! Pink toes!" (Well, he thought she was saying "Pig toes," but I knew what she really meant). I'm convinced she took off her jammies, which had feet, because she wanted to see her pretty polish.
Luke was clueless about all the pedicure stuff. But I did come across something neat tonight having to do with him.
So, he happens to like to smile this big open-mouthed smile a lot. I've noticed it for a while, but then last week he did it every time he was around his new baby cousin. It's kind of his thing.
Well, I have officially discovered where he got it from. That's me in the middle.
Not such a mini-Ryan after all!