When your 4 year old grand daughter invites you to sit down you do. You talk about art and unicorns and the fact that she is soon going to school and also that her headband game is super strong today.
She looks up to agree with you, as 4 year old grand daughters do, and notices your hands…your nails.
Mima, I need to paint your nails.
So you agree.
It’s absolutely true that I could not possibly do a better job than Fallon.
Have I shared with y’all lately how magical grand daughters are?
I’m still not sure how I feel about the fact that they are growing up much too fast.