As I was getting dressed for a yoga class today, I decided to wear flip flops since it was beautiful outside. As soon as I put them on I realized that I needed to paint my toenails, something I almost never do but somehow it still seemed necessary. I put on a quick coat and came downstairs, ready to get out of the house for yoga. I barely stepped into the room and Micah noticed right away.
OOOHHHHHH! MAAMAAA! NICE TOENAILS!!!!
I thanked him and laughed and walked into the kitchen to tell Michael how observant our kid is. Micah followed me, got down on hands and knees to look closer, and then demanded that he needed his toes done too.
Mama! Help my shoes off!
I picked out a fairly subtle light pink polish, sat him on the stool in the bathroom, and put a light coat on each toenail. He looked down, "They gonna turn brown now?" He wanted a darker color.
I wiped off the pink and pulled out a red/orange color like mine were painted. I put a new thin coat on each toenail. He was ecstatic. He walked out of the bathroom to show his Dada with stiff feet and toes so that he wouldn't mess them up. He demanded flip flops like mine to protect his toenails.
Apparently, while I was at yoga, he excitedly showed everyone he came across. He showed the next door neighbors, he showed the guy who sweeps all the leaves down the street. He refused to wear shoes when he took a bike ride to the park with Michael. When they got to the park, Michael made him wear shoes and socks to play and Micah was very disappointed. He went to the playground, went down the slide once, and then told Michael he was all done. Michael said, "you're ready to go home?" Micah said, "yeah." Michael said, "you want to take your shoes and socks off and get in the bike?" Micah said, "yeah, I want to take my shoes and socks off." Michael said, "do you want to take your shoes and socks off and play some more?" And Micah said "YEAH!" Poor kid just wanted his toes out. :)
