Never underestimate a 2 year old...

Somehow, Mags has turned into quite the girly girl.  Definitely didn't get it from me.
She has been into everything lately, and insists on trying to do everything herself.  She goes into my bathroom drawer now to take out my make up brushes, she pretends to put powder all over, and then exclaims "I bootiful Mommy".  Yes Mags, yes you are lol.  I really don't know where she gets it from.

Well, Mags is obsessed with pedicures.  She honestly requests that I change her toe color about once a week!  Unbelievable.

We've had 2 incidents in 48 hours pertaining to toes... took everything in me to stay calm and remember I have a VERY precocious 2 year old...

Yesterday, we took off our toe polish so could do a new pedi for vacation.  I screwed the nail polish remover up tight and put it beside the lamp on the end table, where I thought it was out of reach.  I left the room for what seriously felt like 65 seconds.  Then I heard a loud "Mahhhh-Meeeee!" and went running back in.

Maggie reached the bottle.  She unscrewed the cap!!!!  She poured the entire bottle all over her skirt and the couch!  She had a look of pure panic and "oh no, I really messed up, huh".    Grrr, OMG, you've got to be kidding me.

I stripped her, grabbed the couch cushion and began furiously scrubbing it in the shower with dish soap.  It then spent the next 2 days outside.  

Lessons learned:  

1.  Maggie can now unscrew things

2.  There's no such thing as "out of reach"

Thank goodness it only went on the couch, I know it could have been much much worse.

Fast forward to the next day... I'm finally ready to paint Mag's naked toes.  She requested her favorite color... PINK  =)

She parked herself in her normal pedicure position on the edge of my bed, and I sit on the floor with her toes in my face lol.  Suddenly, she decides to chuck another polish bottle onto the floor, which hit the open pink bottle in my hand.  YUP, pink nail polish on our bedroom carpet.  and YUP, we are out of nail polish remover because of the couch incident.

Curse words ensued.  There was a lot of running around arms flailing, husband looking at me like I was losing it.  Then panicked strategizing.  I settled on rubbing alcohol, lots of paper towels, and wet washcloths.  It did pretty much come out, which is shocking.  Probably came off because the hysteria all happened within 30 seconds and I got to the polish right away.  Unbelievable.

Never a dull moment around here.  Needless to say, we are going to be A LOT more careful with our remover and polishes.