Queen of Dreams Radio
This morning I dropped by Starbucks to pick up some coffee and Perfect Oatmeal (it really IS perfect – yum!) I walked in with a mommy and her little girl. While I waited in line, I watched the little girl hold up a package of chocolate cookies and mom’s response, “No, let’s stay with those you normally get, those are too messy.” As mom paid for the vittles, I commented on the little girl’s sandals (silver, with diamond rhinestones and ultra sparkly – we love that), “I love your sandals – they are so pretty!” The little girl looked at me, thought about what I said as she looked down at her sandals, then proclaimed, “Look at my nail polish!” I looked at her little tiny nails painted a vibrant rose pink and thought, ‘Wow, I love that color.’ I said instead, “Oh yes, they are SO pretty.” [Note to Self: Choose some different adjectives for chance encounters with little girls who are ultra fashionable.]
She looked down at her finger, studying the color in a thoughtful way – admiring the color – just as I was. Suddenly, I felt overcome with emotion…how beautiful this child was as she admired her fingernails. I could feel how much she really loved those colored fingernails. I’m sure her mother thought I was a loon when tears filled my eyes as her daughter started telling me about how she got her nails done at a birthday party and even the real Sleeping Beauty was there! The little girl (who seemed to be not older than four or so) said in a very grown up way, “I thought the real Sleeping Beauty lived in Florida!” I dabbed at my eyes as I enjoyed the joy radiating off of this child. The real Sleeping Beauty… indeed. Here’s to pink nail polish and the joyful admiration of it!
