One thing B LOVES about me is what he's deemed my "monkey toes." (And by "loves," I obviously mean "isn't creeped out by at all.") My toes, while beautiful, are long and amazingly able. They can pick things up now problem and grip pretty well (paper, other people's toes, you name it). It's good to know that I now have proof that this runs in the family...
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