Emily and I were painting our nails. Em was all excited and told me how she feels pretty when her nails are painted. It's fun to be a girl. :)
So first we clipped them and cleaned all the dirt out from her outdoor adventures. As I was clipping, she confessed in hushed tones..."Um Mom, I do actually pick my nose. And when you clip my nails,...I can't."
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Um...there you go. Brutal honesty.
Booger-chicken-finger-nail clippings with romaine and baby spinach; hold the vinegarette, please...
Swampy, you kill me.
Bah-hahaha!
I love your relationship with your girls. It means something that she is willing to confide in you.
Hey, can we have a van update, please?
Oh boy
LOL! She cracks me up!
Although it's an unpleasant thought I think that's a very sweet moment you two had. :)
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