Todd found Riley in the bathroom yesterday, crying. When he asked what was wrong, she showed him her hands. She'd tried to paint her nails by herself, and it was a total mess.
I heard the ruckus, and went in and told her she needs to ask before doing something (that could stain my walls and floors) like that. I'd be glad to help her, but she needs to ask first. Then I walked out.
Todd stayed. He asked.
"Sweetie, why didn't you ask for help?"
This is what she said,
"Because when someone says Riley, your nails are so pretty; who did them for you? I wanted to be able to say, I did. "
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Stop. Making. Me. Cry.
Love that kid...and the rest of the O'Ns.
That was the most lovely, heartfelt answer I've ever heard
Riley - come here! Pixiemama needs a smooch.
xo
HT just redeemed himself from the pee withholding incident.
BTW, where are we with the skunks?
Oh, dear. Please tell Riley that my girls love the idea of painting their own nails, too, but that it only ever ends in tears and frustration. Hell, I'm old and I can barely even paint my own fingernails (especially the right hand) without it turning out crappy.
I love HT for staying and asking.
I love Riley for baring her soul.
Love you.
Oh, her sweet soul. xoxo
I came over here for my daily dose of giggle and I didn't get it. I'll let you off if you let Riley paint your nails when you do hers. This is just the excuse you need for a girlie night in!
*sniffle*
Love.
Adding on to what Carrie said to ask:
And whatever happened with the master bedroom makeover? You did such a beautiful job with Riley and Seth's new rooms in the "new" house...and I think I remember you gave your office a new "do" too.
Just askin' because you did describe the MBR in great detail, as I recall. :)
(Ga. Peach aka southerngfcf)
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