We're not sure what dad is doing, but Lainee was busy painting her fingernails. . . and her legs and arms and face and tummy and the carpet.
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I was at a scout meeting and I had taken Alaina with me. Kory was so nice and texted me when he got home and asked if I wanted him to come and get the baby from me. I was so thankful and thought, "what a good husband I have"!
I received a text right at the end of my meeting that said, "You need to come home!"
I walked into a house that smelled of fingernail polish and a baby that looked like she had lost a paintball war.
Kory had given her some fingernail polish bottles to entertain her while he was doing a few things in the garage. She got a little excited and banged them together and the redish/orange one "exploded" (in Tanners words.) Tanner even got a little bit of the fingernail polish "shrapnel" on him.
Kory met me in the garage when I got home and said, "you are never going to let me keep the baby again". I think that was wishful thinking.
A little fingernail polish isn't going to get me too excited and fire him from that position, perhaps a little cut in pay.
2 comments:
It almost looked like the shrapnel had caused her to bleed everywhere. It doesn't look so orange to me. I think Kory probably broke it for her and tried to use it as his excuse for not keeping her anymore.
That is awesome. seriously awesome. When it happened at my house it was, gratefully, on the tile.
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