Little Lady

So a month or so ago, a wonderful friend sent us gift certificates for manicures.  Today was the perfect day to do it.  It is just a bit too cold for the beach, and Selam has been feeling a need for some fancy in her life.  I didn’t tell her where we were going, and when we got there, she jumped up and down at the sight of all the colors! of! nail!polish! She was so excited that I decided to do her fingers and her toes (instead of both of us doing fingernails).

I never in a million years would have thought about a manicure for a four year old girl, but boy was it an exciting thing.  The manicurist drew flowers on two of her fingers and butterflies on two toes–how cool  is that?  Plus she trimmed them so nicely (it’s a battle to get her to let me) and even got the mountains of filthy playground sand small amounts of sand out from underneath–something Selam would NEVER let me do.  I go with the soak-in-the- tub-and-if-it-doesn’t-come-out-well-it’s-actually-a-birthmark theory with regards to the nail dirt.

News flash: it isn’t a birthmark.

  She got lots of love from the other patrons of the salon.  Everyone exclaimed over her fingernails and toenails. She even got compliments on her (actually very fuzzy) braids.

“Do you like feeling like a lady?” one asked.

“I’m not a lady. I’m a little girl.”

“Of course. It’s just you seem so fancy today.”

“Oh, well actually, I’m a little lady today. But tomorrow, I’m a Christian.”

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