Mama Giggles

C just ran into the kitchen requesting that I put his socks back on.

I said, "Sure, Sweetheart, let's go find them."

After noticing he had a funny look on his face, I began to think something was wrong with his foot, so I asked him.

He said, "Who's that?" (His way of asking what something is.)

I checked his toe and realized he'd picked his toenail and it was now pointy and jagged. I told him it was alright, that'd we'd fix it, and went to go get the "alligator clippers." (Somehow toenail clippers are less scary when they're mini alligators...)

Anyway, C repeated, "It's OK. It's just a piece of toe."

HA!