I noticed that Josh's toenails were horribly long and so I made him sit down so I could cut them. I then went to cut his fingernails and noticed that all the ones on his right hand were nicely trimmed thanks to him diligently pulling them off. I checked his left hand expecting to find the same thing, but these nails were long. I started cutting his thumb nail and he yells "What?! But that's my roughest one!""What do you need a rough one for?" I asked even though I didn't know what 'rough' meant.
"Because in case you don't cut my nails then I can scrap them off with that one."
Ohh. Makes complete sense. Or he could just ask me to cut them. Hmmm.
Last night we went to the store and as we were walking down the
candy/chip aisle, Josh exclaimed "Dove! Oh I LOVE everything that Dove
makes.... I just haven't tried their candy bars yet....but I LOVE their
soap!"
