It all started innocently enough. Last year, by the pool, my then seven-year old cousin took to prettying-up the adults’ toenails with non-toxic water paints as we relaxed around my parent’s backyard, by the in-ground pool, working on our collective sunburn. She took care of everyone, boys too. My dad sported a pale yellow, I was granted a lovely purple and my brother (her dad) a pleasant pink. My gal, then two, was the recipient of an orange and green combo. Over a year later, the novelty of having a vibrant color (or two) stare up at her has still … Continue reading →