I was home when she woke up. She called me from the stairs and she seemed upset about something. I walked up to get her and noticed that her feet were all red! I wondered if it was blood, even though it didn't quite look like blood, so I rushed her downstairs in the light when I realized it was....nail polish! She got into my nail polish collection and had given herself a mani/pedi in bed before falling asleep, and now she felt really ashamed and probably scared that she would get in trouble.
We were too tired to yell; all we could do was shrug our shoulders and try to clean her up. She said she had a headache, probably from the fumes. We were glad that it wasn't blood (although the bed sheets did look like a murder scene). Only Ding Dong.....
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Poor Gemma. I hate to see my Grandchild crying. She was just being a girly girl.
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