I’m on my way to Florida for a work retreat (it’s a hard knock life for me), and my biggest #FirstWorldProblem is that it had been weeks (weeks!) since I got a pedicure. Sandals weather with faded, chipped toes? Oh, the horror (horror!) of it all.
(I can be kindof an asshole sometimes, but that last paragraph is most definitely sarcasm).
(Just in case you couldn’t tell).
I picked Lilian up from daycare yesterday, and we were waiting for Kristian to come meet us for dinner. It was going to be a pretty major wait, so I was trying to figure out how to kill some time. We were right in front of a nail salon, so I put two and two together and decided it was time for Lilian’s first pedicure.
As you can see, she was a pretty big fan of this idea.
Or perhaps she was just a fan of the Annie’s bunnies that were left over from her snack? Either way, she was in a fantastic mood.
The plan was for me to get my toes done, and then she would get hers painted. She sat very patiently while the tech basically took a cheese grater to my feet (it had only been a few weeks, I swear! I didn’t think they were that bad, this lady was just crazy thorough). She found the entire process fascinating, and asked a ton of questions. She was just starting to get all antsy when Kristian showed up to distract her.
(Which meant that I got to close my eyes and enjoy the foot massage).
(Because, let’s be honest here, the foot massage is like 85% of my reason for getting pedicures in the first place).
(LJ suggested that he get “pink splarkies” as well, but he demurred).
She spent an awfully long time studying the color selection, before finally going with the bold choice of… hot pink. I was actually kinda surprised that she didn’t go for one of the “splarkies.” She very excitedly sat in the chair when it was her turn.
As you can see by the patented Sanchez-50-Yard-Stare, she wasn’t 100% sold on having someone else touch her toes. But, once she had the hot pink going on, she was pretty excited.
(She got more excited later, I swear).
(And, yes, that is the My Little Pony skirt that I made for her).
The nail tech was a really good sport about it, so I made sure to tip her really well. I think the women in the salon all got a kick out of the whole thing, but, still. She very patiently painted the toes of a squirmy two-year-old. That is some serious sport.
I don’t know if there are any more pedicure dates in our near future, but it’s nice to know we can start doing stuff like this together.