Beth came downstairs and proudly announced..."Toes! Toes!"
She had gotten my red nail polish off my bathroom counter, opened it and proceeded to give herself a mani-pedi.
I reluctantly carried her back up the stairs, dreading the nail polish spill on carpet.
Beth looks at me and says, " Tru-ble."
Me, "That's right you are not allowed to paint your toes without Mama."
Luckly, she didn't spill any on the carpet. Although yesterday I found some red smudges on the hallway walls.