Six Toes

Last night I was holding our son, rocking him until his fussiness subsided and he slept. My wife, Caution-Lady, was scrapbooking at a table behind me, leaning over her work, facing me as I turned with the chair to face her. I looked at our baby’s feet and said, “Honey, did you know he’s got six toes on his left foot?”

Her head jerked up and she had a panicked, stricken look on her face. “He does not!,” she gasped. I laughed and told her I was kidding. She said it wasn’t funny, that she had already counted his fingers and toes (this really struck me as funny), and had momentarily been afraid she’d miscounted, or maybe counted the right foot twice.

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