Day at the Spa

Last Friday, I pulled out an old foot bath I have and decided to do a Pedicure Day with the girls. Isabelle and Grace are true girly girls and are hilariously excited about anything that is pink, bedazzled, ruffily, or anything that involves a tiara. When I put on my make up in the morning, they will sit and watch intently, trying thier hardest to sneak into the case to snatch a few strokes of blush..or whatever they can get in thier hot little hands.


Whenever I put a dress on Isabelle, she gives it the "Princess Test" She twirls around, if the dress flies up, it passes the P Test and she goes happily on her way, sure she looks stunning in her royal attire. If it fails, she is sad and begs me to take off the unacceptable thing and put her in a real princess dress. She has even said to me,"Now no one will think I'm pretty!" Oh the drama.


Back to the story at hand. The kids took turns soaking thier feet. I rubbed lotion on them, painted and filed thier toe nails. I even called myself "Daniela" and spoke with a french accent. Isabelle even referred to me as Daniela later on in the week. She is so funny!