"Hey, stop looking at me like I've got a crooked toe!" Can you guess which of our children was overheard making this tongue-in-cheek comment recently?
This one goes in the category, "God works in mysterious ways". We first saw these toes (both corrected by surgery but one needing it again) shortly after they made their entrance into the world. We have the birth certificate to prove it. The amazing part is that this same infant somehow lost the standard hospital identification wristband in the nursery. But we had built-in proof that the toes matched the certificate and definitely belonged to our child! One trip to Solomon avoided... :)
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