Girly Girl?

Eva has needed her nails trimmed for a long time. Unfortunately, she would never sit still and I'm a wuss and didn't want to risk cutting her finger while I trim AND try to wrestle with her. Well, today I got sick of being clawed to death and I had a stroke of genius.

Me(in the most enthusiatic voice I could muster): "Eva! Do you want to play beauty parlor with mommy?!"

Eva: "Yeah!!"

Me: "Ok, I'll trim your nails and you can brush my hair."

Eva: "Yeah!" (Excited laugh and clapping)

Then she sat perfectly still while I trimmed her nails. I kept my promise and I sat on the floor and let her brush my hair (her new favorite thing). Brilliant.