Brady recently got his driver back (it was buried in Grandma's golf bag) so he's been eager to get back out to the driving range and hit a bucket of balls. He grew impatient this afternoon and went out front to practice his swing. I won't let him hit real balls in the yard (because the boy really can hit) and he couldn't find his practice whiffle balls, so he improvised.
...and Natalie and my hot pink glittery nails. She promptly got gum stuck all over them the next morning and had to have it removed with nail polish remover.
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