Ezra, my beloved two year old,
who loves to be with Daddy
and work with power tools of any kind
watched the girls and I paint our toenails. He wanted me to do his. I tried to explain that boys don't paint their toenails.
So, after I put him down for his nap, which is typically taken in my closet, which is attached to my bathroom, where the nail polish is,
I knew I was in trouble when I could smell the nail polish in the kitchen.
I'm sure one day I will laugh.