This weekend I took the time to paint my nails. It's not something I typically do as with my bad habit of biting I don't like drawing attention to them. However, I have been trying not to bite my nails, and decided to give myself a little color for the Easter holidays. Red, to be precise.
We were driving to oma and opa's house for Easter afternoon and I was sitting in back with Jari. He kept looking at me with a funny little glint in his eyes. "Do you like mama's nails?" I asked him. "Do they look pretty?"
He looked at me and shook his head no. "Why not?" I asked him.
"Those color nails are for some lady with a different body than you," he told me.
"What? Do you mean I need to be skinny to have red nails?" I asked him.
With a giggle and a furious yes-shaking head he told me: "Yeah, you need to be skinny to have red nails like that, mama!"
So much for feeling pretty.