This summer we both got a massage and pedicure. Matt is the other part of "we." It was fantastic, relaxing, and sad when it was over.
In his 35 years of life he has never had a massage. I think he realized what he has missed. Sixty minutes of floating on air is worth every penny. It was also worth it to see him in a fluffy robe and flip flops :)
Then during his pedicure, the lady told Matt that he had baby feet. Let's just say he is milking that one.
"Matt can you run out to the car and grab my purse?"
"Let me put some shoes on, I have baby feet you know."