My Big Toe

For a long time I have been told mean things about my big toes. Frankly, I think my big toes are pretty. I really don't think anything is wrong with them. They are the large size but that is good for better stability when I stand. There are two people in particular that are constantly making fun of my big toe, I think the only reason they make fun of my toes is to higher their self -esteem about their own toes. When you look at their feet their big toes they are shorter than the toe next it, and that is really weird. I told them toes should be in graduating heights, not short, way long then, short, shorter, shortest. They just told me that it was a sign of intelligence, but obviously not because they don't know how say nice things about my toes.

Crawdads

Just this last monday we went crawdad fishing with our neighbors the sieberts. This was lots of fun except for when I was being chased around with crawdads. For those of you who don't know crawdads have little pinchers and I don't think it would be fun getting pinched by one. When we were crawdad fishing I was convinced that I must conquer my fear of touching the crawdad and pick one up. I had my helpful neighbor Julia coach me on how to hold the crawdad and then finally she trained me enough to be able to pick one up all by my self. I thought I could say I am not afraid to hold a crawdad, but then later that next day I realized that maybe my fear was not totally over, because when my grandpa came over and wanted to eat a crawdad and my mom sent me down the freezer to get some I had a hard time doing it with their beady corpsy little eyes staring in to mine I could not bring my self to touch one so I just scooped them up with the bowl. Maybe I'm over my fear of live crawdads just not dead ones.