5:00 am
As I lay Bennett down after his 5 am feeding, my eyes glanced at my sleeping husband. I glanced at the fire engine red nail polish sitting on my night stand, and back to Greg.

It was too easy.

I cracked open the bathroom door to let just enough light in, pulled back the sheet that covered Greg's toes and went to town. It was over in a matter of minutes. Greg didn't move a muscle. I crawled back in bed, and fell back asleep with a smile on my face.

6:00 am
Greg wakes up and stumbles in the bathroom. I lie in bed and wait.

6:03 am
Greg emerges from the bathroom with a confused stare. 'Why are my toes red?' Bwahaha! I erupt with laughter.

You can rest assured that Greg will be sleeping with shoes on next April fools. But that won't stop me from getting his finger nails...

If anyone is interested, I did give myself a pedicure tonight. I can't let my husband have prettier toes than me.