Mission Accomplished!

I needed a pedicure. Badly! If I were to get one today, I knew it was going to be with kids in tow. That just couldn't stop me. My normal MO would be to drop the kids at Matthew's store and make a run for it. I couldn't do that today because Daddy is bogged down. See Matthew, I do care. This isn't how my feet looked (although it's not far off) but it is how they felt (I love google):

So into the pedicure shop we go with my bag-o-tricks shown here. Please picture a banana sticking out between the sippy cups and book:

So here is a list of the things the 3 girls working there did NOT appreciate:

1. Me and my girls entering their store. I chose this place because I knew it would be empty at 11:00 am.

2.Sabine's blow by blow observations about what the worker was doing to my feet.

3.My blow by blow answers to Sabine's observations about what the worker was doing to my feet.

4.Sarah pounding my nailpolish bottle on the plastic arm of my chair.

5.Me feeding my kids 4 chocolate eggs, 1 banana and lots of milk.

6.Sarah dropping her binky in my yucky foot bath tub and Sabine's subsequent fit at this happening. She cried until I plucked it out and then had to hold it in my hand lest it happen again.

7.Sabine spinning the chair they gave her to sit in.

8.Sabine playing drums on the chairs in the waiting area.

9.My unshaved legs. Sorry, no picture.

10.My super long toe nails that had my December pedicure nailpolish on them.

I know this is what they did not appreciate because of the looks that were exchanged between co-workers whenever something happened. I know they were thinking "Can you believe this lady? Do you see the snot coming out of her kids noses? She just leaves it there!"

This is a list of things they DID appreciate:

1.My money

2.Me and my girls leaving their store.

I must say that my girls were sooo well behaved during my pedicure. Sarah sat quietly on my lap the whole time and Sabine stood by my side like an angel. I thought we all needed to be rewarded for our bravery. Me especially. I didn't even feel relaxed like a pedicure should be. I was desperate though and did what I had to do. So I had my coke waiting in the car, and these waiting at home:

I treated the girls to Wendy's nuggets. Is it still a treat if they have had these 4 times in the past 3 weeks? Okay it was really only 2 weeks, but who's counting? Have I really turned into that mother? I need to reflect. Here's the finished product. If I get one comment about my gangly feet (Sharla G.) I'll stop blogging. We wouldn't want that, now would we? Ta Da:

I'm not too keen on the color, but I felt pressured to hurry and sit in the chair. They really wanted me and my kiddos gone before the other people started to show up.