Tuesday, January 12

A Real Man

A real man is who I married. My real man takes his daughter to one of her favorite places on earth - the manicurist. Not only does he take her there for her date of choice, but "when in Rome..." he walks out with new pedicured feet as well. This only happens about once a year. He needs a good pedicure at least every other month, but I'll take what I can get.

Needless to say, Cora had a great time. She sported her holiday-themed toes proudly. And mama got to snuggle daddy's smooth feet in bed. Win-win!


3 comments:

Anne said...

adorable!

Amy said...

What a great dad! That sounds like a wonderful evening for both of them (with a little benefit for you)!

Carlos said...

You ought to see the designs on my toenails!