My daughter is 6 years old, and completely full of life, innocence, wonder, and excitement! Would that I had even half of her energy, I would be a happy camper!
Just a little while ago, completely out of the blue, my daughter asked me if she could paint my toenails. This is a request she had not ever made before, and it tickled me. My initial inclination was to gently say no, and move on to another activity. But as I was looking at her face, which was completely plastered with an innocent, sweet, joyful smile, I could not deny her, so I told her that she may paint my toe nails.
She immediately ran off to her play room, gathered her nail polishes (which, incidentally, unknown to her, are some of my old nail polishes), and set up an imaginary salon scenario. My daughter said it would cost one dollar (which is much cheaper than the nail salon I do go to), so I said great, and gave her a dollar.
As she painted each nail, I watched her intently. She was really into her work, concentrating hard, and trying to "stay within the lines." When she finished, she looked up and smiled at me, and asked how she did, and what I thought?
I made a big show out of studying her work product (each toe was painted a different color), and although obviously far from skillful (it does take much practice, after all), I responded that she did a wonderful job, to which she beamed with great pride and joy!
Watching my daughter paint my toes, in the innocent world of the child that she exists within, was quite a remarkable sight! There is nothing better or more satisfying than spending time and playing with one's children, even if, as I learned this afternoon, such time unexpectedly includes having my toes painted in my daughter's imaginary nail salon!
Originally Posted by Miranda09
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