"mama", he said so sweetly the other morning.
"yes lane," i replied. ready to answer one of his many questions.
"is this my right foot," he asked as he put on his flip flop.
"it sure is," i assured him.
"is this my left foot," he continued.
"that's correct," is said so proudly.
"then where is my straight foot," he said with a concerned look on his face.
"your straight foot," i asked confused.
"you know," he went on, "you turn left. you turn right. you go straight. so where is my straight foot?"
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