One of the joys of surrogate parenting is counting digits to make sure all is well.
Not theirs, mine.
Remember my mentioning that one little feller was going to be trouble?
His name is Samuel and I was right.
He’s a toe nibbler.
Nothing serious as of yet.
Although he keeps a’tryin’.
Give him time…or me coming out in my slippers…and he’s bound to get one of mine.
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