A few weeks ago I found some of Momma's fingernail polish in a drawer in the bathroom.  I asked her what it was for, and she told me.  I have asked a few times to "paint me too."  This week she's not felt very good though, so I kept waiting and waiting.  Tonight after supper, before bed, she told me that she would paint my toes for the first time ever.  After she got done with that I told her I wanted to paint my fingers too.  So she did.  I kept telling Daddy "how pwetty fingers I have."  And when Momma was tucking me in tonight, I didn't want to cover up my toes.  I think they are so pretty they match Momma's toes too.