Priorities

My Tink's birthday is coming up soon, and I would love to get her one of those nifty new netbooks.

It's such a hassle for the poor girls, playing musical PCs for their schoolwork, and Big Daddy's laptop time is woefully inadequate.

Anyway.

Today the girls and I went into Best Buy just to drool over the netbooks, and we found one with a great price. We immediately started scheming, I began going over the budget and commission checks in my brain, and when Big Daddy came home we discussed it. We're almost sure that we're getting a netbook in 2 weeks, and we just have to figure out which one.

Until.

We're sitting here watching TV, and Tink asks to use my fingernail clippers. She's clippin' and cleanin', doin' the fingernails and toenails. Suddenly she says, "Mommy, I don't want that laptop for my birthday. I want some fingernail clippers JUST LIKE YOURS!"

I go, "Really, honey? You don't want a laptop?"

Tink says, "No, these fingernail clippers ROCK! I can get my toenails SO CLEAN and they look so much better than when I just pick 'em. I can wait on the laptop. Plus I bet these don't cost as much money."

Isn't she just a doll?

She might just get a netbook AND fingernail clippers.