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Is there a manicurist out there?

A couple of days ago Lucas told me that I needed to cut Liam's nails because they were sharp and Liam was scraping him. So I told him that I did just cut Liam's nails. Before I had time to qualify by saying that sometimes, the edges can be sharp when they've just been cut, Lucas asked me, "Mama, is there a store or somewhere you can take Liam to get his nails cut?" The implication was clear, I heard it myself - my own son wanted to outsource me! So while I was shaking my head in woe and lamenting on how far I had fallen, I thought about what Lucas said and more importantly what prompted his question. Gunnar calls Lucas our "problem-solving" son. He has a very direct approach to most things and has a simple view of the world. He is also very innocent, I think, for a 7-year old. Case in point, he started dangling pretzel sticks out the side of his mouth, much like a cigarette. Gunnar was a little disturbed, but of course it was just "..tumblewe...