What is it about babies’ feet that are so adorable? Is it their tiny toes, the pure baby smell, or the fact that they are completely unblemished? When Livy was born, the nurses created a foot impression ornament for us. They gently placed her foot in plaster, added her name to it, and painted it pink. Since the girls were born just before Christmas, it was a perfect addition to our tree. It is still one of our favorite ornaments and hangs proudly each Christmas, a reminder of how much Livy and my family have been through over the last twelve years. Livy’s pink foot is once again getting ready to make an appearance the weekend after Thanksgiving.
I have played This Little Piggy with Livy hundreds of times. “This little piggy went to the market, this little piggy stayed home…” But she is still yet to laugh when I tickle her. Instead of smiling, she gives me a look as if to say, “Dad, what the heck are you doing? Knock it off!” I bet that is what she would say about many of my jokes if she could tell me. But none the less, I love playing with her toes. She is still my baby in so many ways.