I saw a show once on TV that profiled a hand model. She walked around all day with long gloves on and her hands up in the air, she had a house husband who did everything to protect her hands which were her income. I guess a dancer would need to walk on their hands, not walk or use a scooter to protect their moneymakers. We learned this too late at our house.
Well, being a dancer, a kid and being a golfer is not working well for CarlyAnn this summer. It appears that every time I beamed with pride at her beautiful long drives down the fairway, her toenail was also being driven into her toe. Of course, there was also the four hours of dance, a stubbed toe and the door scrapped over her foot. So we tried home remedies, soaking, sanitizing, and salting which definitely cleared things up. Today went to a fantastic pedicurist who fixed her up with a smile (Carly screamed). As things are now we leave in eleven days for CarlyAnn to dance in New York. There will be a moratorium on all things hopscotch and skipping, running and playing.
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