It is a period of Christmas celebrations. Dad, striking from his office, has won a victory against the evil Galactic Empire. During the battle, Mom decides to take the children (or Rebels) with her to a party at the neighborhood nail salon. The Rebels manage to select a polish...that is blue glitter so I would look like Star Wars. And the funny part is I'm the only person I know that still wears flip-flops this time of year. Oh well... I guess that's what happens when you let two boys "pick color"...
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