Princess came up to me with a bottle of nail polish that she had been given by a friend. It is practically clear (just a hint of pink) and has little heart shaped confetti in it. She asked me if we could "please paint the nails on my feet" and how could I say no? We had a little "salon time" and I did my best to make sure I got a little heart on each of her big toes as she requested. I am so glad the Lord saw fit to give me a little girl. Don't get me wrong, I love my three boys, but none of them are knocking the others down to paint toenails and fix hair with Mom. And hey, that's OK too!