what’s a dad to do?

One day on our vacation, the girls were having a pedicure party, a little pampering for their tired tootsies.  Lilly, Sadie, and cousin Jess were painting their toenails in splendid swirling patterns.  As the eldest, Lilly had a leading role.  The only problem was that the younger girls were dissatisfied with her level of expertise.  As they complained, she went away in tears.  She was heartbroken that her best wasn’t good enough.

What’s a dad to do in a situation like that?

Yep.  Never before.  Maybe never again; I don’t think it’ll become a habit.  But for 2 glorious days my toenails were beautiful.  It still makes me smile to think about Lilly’s beaming face–and the look of shock on my wife’s!