feet

One of the first things my husband asked as our son was born was that traditional question;

"ten fingers and ten toes?"

Because that is your first indicator that all is well,

all is fine

and your baby is in fact perfect.

Baby feet are just so perfect,

so untouched and unspoiled

by long walks

and blisters

and bad shoes.

They are plump and gorgeous and

well, perfect.

And my beautiful boy's pudgy little feet are just that;

plump and gorgeous and unspoiled and perfect.

With teeny toes and even teenier toe nails

and skin so soft I could kiss them all day.

Only his little feet are so incredibly tickly that I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be allowed.

But perhaps that's part of their charm,

not only are they beautiful

but tickling them results in the most heart-melting, cutest of giggles.