Twinkle Toes

I thought my new running shorts were giving me a rash. Two red patches on my thighs. I was getting annoyed. I love those shorts. I don’t want to get rid of them….

It is 5:45 in the morning and I am wide awake. Can’t sleep…


Someone else is waking up, too. She rubs her eyes and she smiles sweetly. She rolls over on to her side, facing me and I noticed how long she is getting.

She nuzzles up against me and helps herself to breakfast. She is excelling in the area of time management already, combining her morning stretches and her breakfast. She arches her back and points her toes.

She rolls over again. Stretching completed she gets down to business nursing. Such a big, tall girl. Her feet resting against my thighs as she is nursing.

When Fisher dreams he wiggles his feet back and forth. I don’t know where he is running or what he is chasing, but always in his deep sleep his paws are humming along.

Lucy!!! As she is nursing she is wiggling, wriggling, inch-worming her way around the bed. Her little non-slip grippies on her pajama’d feet slowly digging a hole in the tops of my thighs! It’s Lucy! Not my new running shorts.

And that’s good news. I didn’t want to get rid of them. The new shorts. They make my butt look good. And Lucy? Well, she is the reason my boobs are so big right now so I guess she is staying, too.

But the pajamas? They may have to go. Who needs non-skid feet at less than five months old? C’mon.

Gimme some love!! Please?

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