Meet My Very Own Pedicurist

This is a warning. You will think Ben is the kindest and best husband around after this blog post. Whatever you do - don't tell him how great he is cause his ego will be difficult to manage afterward....

So last week was a busy week with my family visiting and having the baby shower. My plan was to get a pedicure with my mom but it never happened. I realized this about an hour before I had to leave for the baby shower. My toes have not seen the light of day in months. I can't reach them so they don't get any attention and they were pretty tore up. I was planning to wear sandals to the baby shower so something had to be done.

So I asked Ben to help me. And because he is such a wonderful husband - he did.

Meet my pedicurist:

First he removed my nail polish

Then he clipped my toenails. He made a comment about how thick my toenails are.
It's one of the charming Chang traits I inherited from my parents. According to my brother in law we should let NASA take a look at our toes to help build the next space shuttle.

The he diligently filed my toenails
I think Ben secretly enjoyed this because he embraced his new job wholeheartedly.
He started "pedicure talk" with me.

"You no work today?"
"You have boyfriend?"
"You going to have baby soon?"
"You have a boy or girl?
"Your baby will look like movie star."

He drew the line at painting them so I had to that myself.
But I think the "Husband of the Year" award goes to Benjie!