A few days ago, after I picked up Raphaela from Gan, we sat in the playroom together.  Suddenly Raphaela said, "Mommy, you should get out of the house more."  She continued, "You should call S [her favorite baby sitter] right now, and tell her to come over.  I want her to do my nails."  When I suggested that I could paint her nails just as well, she insisted that she would wait for S to arrive.

 I think it's time I got a life, now that I have my daughter's stamp of approval.