To start off this Independence day, my headstrong daughter wanted to have a little home pedicure. My wife did the honors, soaking feet and trimming toenails. Then my daughter insisted that it was time to switch. My wife started soaking her feet and then the phone rang.
Answering the phone, I started to do my usual wandering around while talking routine. Unfortunately, my kind daughter decided that I was to be included in the pseudo-spa day and started to follow me around with a pair of toenail clippers saying, "Dad, give me your foot!" loud enough to carry over the phone and dropping down to my feet whenever I paused. This lasted for about 3 minutes before I had to beg a moment away from the conversation to respond.
Beware! The Pedicurians are coming!
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