X: Okay, Mommy, you pretend that we are eleven year olds, and we're having a slumber party, and I'm going to do your toenails. And I'm writing in hot pink cursive on them, and the letters will spell "Princess" and "Ballerina" and "Unicorn." And then there will be sparkles on them, and then we'll put on our ballerina slippers and everyone will see our beautiful nails.
Me: But how will they see our toenails if we're wearing ballerina slippers?
X: They're translucent.
