Mom and I went to get our nails done. We didn't mention to Alison where we were going because I knew she would want to go. She accompanied the girls outing to the nail salon before my brothers wedding. I had told her there was a place devoted entirely to pretty nails but I think she was still delighted and shocked when she walked into a nail salon for the first time. I can't believe it. My Mommy wasn't making this up. Such a place really exists!!! PARADISE.
Last weekend, I thought we'd just casually slip out and come back so she'd never feel awful about what she'd missed. Well, I was home 20 seconds and she comes up and asks me very seriously and suspiciously. "Mommy, why ares your toes and fingers pink?" (With the tone, "Mommy, how could you? You went to the special place on earth devoted to pink and nail polish without me!!!")
Grandpa I made up with her by doing her nails after her nap. He had left his glasses at the hotel so he borrowed Grandmas. Alison had a ball.

