The Morgan's: Nail polish remover

4/18/08

Nail polish remover

This is what happened a half hour before we had to be at KinderMusik! I walked down stairs to find my son painting his body, face AND nails!!!

Here is a close up of his face! I thought I could soak him in water for a few minutes to be able to gently rub the polish off of his face but no... That doesn't work (I guess it only works on your cuticles:( ) Eventually I took a wash cloth and poured nail polish remover all over (the kind with acetone - It was the only kind I had...) and held Mason down :( poor guy. He was miserable. I would say that he hopefully learned his lesson after that, but I know better than to wish for crazy things like that!!

*as a side note - miraculously the polish only got on Mason! I didn't find any on our couch or floor!!*

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