She selected the brightest bottle and immediately began painting her own toenails. I reminded her about our schedule.
“Careful, sweetheart. We have an early morning tomorrow.”
“Why? Do you have to work?”
“I have a very important meeting.”
“With who?”
“Some people I’ve never worked with before.”
Megan paused to inspect her freshly painted toe.
“Are you nervous, Mom?”
“A little. I’m meeting some people I’ve never worked with before.”
“You’ll be fine. You’re really good at talking to people.”
“That’s sweet of you.”
She held up her polish bottle with a knowing expression.
“And if anyone’s mean, you know what to do.”
I couldn’t help laughing.
“I don’t think that’s appropriate office behavior.”
“Well, it worked on the airplane!”
I couldn’t argue. After finishing her nails, I tucked her into bed and kissed her forehead.
“Goodnight, my little troublemaker.”
