Red handed

Today I couldn't find K.  I looked and looked and finally found her hiding in the spare bedroom down stairs.  She had a bottle of my ruby red nail polish and had just given herself, the table, and the carpet a manicure and pedicure.

It looked more like she painted her fingers and toes and then ran around the room and tried to hide the polish. 

She was so proud of herself that there was no way I could be mad.

Edit:

We ended up having a mommy and daughter moment...  She painted my fingers and toes too.  This is how they turned out when we were cleaned up a bit.

It is hard to believe her hand is bigger than mine.