Laundry party and and orange toe

Daddy went to work this morning so Emma and I did our chores. When I was growing up, we had laundry parties...which basically meant my mom wanted help folding the laundry....not so much fun for a kid...unless that kid doesn't know any better. ;) Plus Emma loves to help me. (Although I do usually prefer to do the laundry when she is asleep.) But we had fun anyway.

She kept yelling, "pile!" and then falling on it like it was leaves.

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Clapping to the music.

I suppose we had a fun laundry party.

Emma is getting quicker...as in I have to anticipate her orneriness. And in a hotel room that is even harder...less for her to do, more for her to get in trouble with. Today I tried to paint her toe nails...I thought it would be fun. But first I had to trim her toe nails. I put Curious George on distract her, but she still wiggled enough that I got part of her skin...then when I tried to paint her nails she thought the nail polish might taste good. Thankfully it didn't so she barely got any on her mouth...although I was still freaking out and washed her real good then promptly put it all away. But I did get one toe painted, and we are enjoying looking at it since it won't happen again for a very long time.

She thought her baby might want to read a book or two.

Poured the rest of the bag of chips in my bowl before I could stop her. 

Her pretty orange toe.