I'm in line at the Post Office and there is a little bad azz boy hanging on a pole thingy. His nails are polished navy blue and he is about Cole's age.
Turns out his parents were in line in front of me.
Me: I have a nephew his age.
Dad: Does he paint his nails too?
Me: Um...erra...not that I'm aware of.
Dad: That was a new development this morning.
Me: Just something different to do I'm sure.
Dad: Yeah...I'm not too happy about it.
Me: My husband wouldn't be either but we women wouldn't make a big deal out of it.
Mom (comes over from picking out a card)...
I speak...
Mom: Thank you. I told him to not make a big deal out of it and he will be on to something new by lunchtime.
Dad: (jaw clenched...saying nothing)
What do YOU think? How would YOU handle your 4 or 5 year old son polishing his nails?
Turns out his parents were in line in front of me.
Me: I have a nephew his age.
Dad: Does he paint his nails too?
Me: Um...erra...not that I'm aware of.
Dad: That was a new development this morning.
Me: Just something different to do I'm sure.
Dad: Yeah...I'm not too happy about it.
Me: My husband wouldn't be either but we women wouldn't make a big deal out of it.
Mom (comes over from picking out a card)...
I speak...
Mom: Thank you. I told him to not make a big deal out of it and he will be on to something new by lunchtime.
Dad: (jaw clenched...saying nothing)
What do YOU think? How would YOU handle your 4 or 5 year old son polishing his nails?