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You see, that's why they don't need pedicures, because they think the point is the painted toenails and not the pleasure of the process.


This is complete awesomeness -- both the post and the sneaky effort. My daughter is crazy for the pedicure too, but as she's only three, she knows that the rule is that there must always been an old towel under any feet to which polish is being applied. Now, if only I can teach her how to google recipes for banana face masks...


ah yes. the home spa experience. i get it on mother's day and my birthday, when The Girl forces me to lay (lie?) on my stomach (ever so comfortable for those of us with back issues) and "massage" freezing cold lotion all over my back.

i can hardly contain my joy, either.

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