Last night I was at my parents house for dinner and a movie. Regretfully, Nik was sick and unable to make it. Dinner was great and I made Jello-poke-cake for dessert. When I arrived, my brother Mason was streched out on the couch asleep, as usual. He shifted enough to make room for me and Jeff (it is a big couch)and went back to sleep. Through out the evening he was awake for maybe ten minutes, total. So, when I started painting my fingernails sparkly orange, I couldn't resist taking advantage of Mason's feet reaching towards me. Slowly the rest of my family realized what I was doing and we were all suffering from fits of silent laughter as I finished my task. My mom and Jeff even took pictures of the finished product on numerous camera phones and with the family digital.
Unfortunatly, I hear this morning that Mason deleted the pictures. Sad, I know. It was great fun, and he looked pretty good with orange polish. He should consider it as a future addition. In my defense, I have never done this to my brothers before, so I figured, as an older sister, it was time to fullfill my calling.
Thank you to everyone who participated!