... it's called life. My french manicure lasted through J & R's wedding. But the next day, real life continued. After a day of chopping vegetables, washing dishes, putting diapers in the diaper pail, and gardening, the nails aren't looking so good. I am about to go remove the polish - though Benji will be sad when he discovers that Momma's crescent moons (the top white part) and Scotch tape (the clear polish below) is gone when he wakes up from his nap. It was fun while it lasted... :)
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