Since Ella and I haven't had any time alone since Charlie's arrival, we decided to ditch the boys and go get our nails done. Ella was thrilled to get out of the house without the baby and to have my undivided attention, and we talked the whole way to the nail salon in the car. She felt like such a big girl and sat perfectly still for the girl doing her nails. She talked to the nail chick the whole time, too, since she was telling Ella how pretty she looked and what a big girl she was for holding so still. That's all she needed to hear, since Ella + flattery and attention = the best time ever. The nail girl even painted little white flowers on Ella's thumbs, which was just the "most amazing thing EVER", as she told me in the car on the way home.