...of money really. I mentioned to Preston, a few weeks ago, as I huffed and puffed my way through doing my toes, that that would be the last time I'd put myself through that. And he had no interested in helping me out. But when I mentioned recently that I would be going to get a pedicure all of a sudden he found his motivation. And while it didn't involve an ankle massage or anything, he very sweetly painted my toes the other night... and while I'm sure he tried his hardest (and it was his first time ever) I'm thinking I'm probably going to have to still go get a pedicure :) Unless he wants more practice ;)
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that is so funny- David does that every time we go on a cruise. It started because all the girls went to get a pedicure & he didn't want me to- so he offered to do it himself! The things those guys will do to save a buck or two! :)
So funny!!!! Love that you have documentation of it...go get the pedicure anyways...you are pregnant!!!!! Enjoy it! I would offer to come do your nails...but you will have a baby the next time I come to see you!!!!
That. Is. Awesome. I agree with Katy, so good that you got documentation. Love it!!
I'm amazed you made it this long doing them yourself! I definitely didn't. And even though TJ painted my toenails, I ended up getting a pedicure too :) I guess he needed more practice, too.
That's love, baby.
That reminds me of when I was in the hospital on bedrest and Steve washed my hair over a pink basin. Ah, the pampering...
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