I just found these pictures so they are not present day, but too sweet to overlook. Before our trip to Mexico, and in anticipation of sandal weather, we made beautiful toenails. (Though I admit, we sometimes wear sandals in the snow. Whatever gets you out the door.)
Of course, the idea was a little rosier than the reality. John cried on the floor the whole time, and June peed in her pants and locked herself in the bathroom. I was just glad to make it out of there, miraculously with colorful feet. The next day, Clara went to the doctor for an infection on her foot... That's another matter. But already, the chaos is a blur and the memory is a happy one.
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