Charlie, like his father before him, is not so much a fan of the manicure.
He writhes and wriggles, jerking his hand away fiercely. Sometimes I have to practically pin him down to clean that nail.
I was in the middle of this wrestling match the other day when I said to my husband, "I've never seen a person fight so hard about something so unimportant."
With a smirk he responded, "Who you talking about? You or him?"