Can’t Spell Manicure Without M-A-N

Last Thursday, on the drive home after picking up the kids at school, Jack asked me to paint his nails. To say I was surprised would be an understatement- he has been staunchly anti-nail polish since he was about 3 years old and decided it was only for girls. But he didn’t offer any reasoning, which only means he must have wanted to keep it private. 

He initially wanted green polish, but Friday was supposed to wear purple to school day (disease awareness or something), so we ended up going that route. 

  
I have to say, it took a few days to get used to. I’d like to think I’m pretty good about not encouraging traditional gender stereotypes with the kids (except for long hair on boys which I absolutely DESPISE), but it was strange seeing painted fingernails on my son. In part because it was so different, but primarily because it accentuated the fact that he has much more elegantly shaped fingers than any of the girls do. Seriously. The kid has the most perfectly oval nail beds. 

And I’m happy to say that no one has made a big deal out of it. He got a couple questions at karate from other kids wondering if he had them painted for a reason, and I think a couple little girls at school laughed when they first saw him. His response?

 “You can’t spell manicure without man. There’s nothing girly about it.”

Thats my boy- no lack of confidence there!

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