I love the way his little feet stick out of the blanket when he nurses. They look disconnected from the rest of his body as if they are growing out of the blanket. They remind me of the smashed witch in The Wizard of Oz. I like to imagine where these little feet will travel someday. These same little feet will lead him someday when he wanders into his first day of school, his first job, his first heartbreak. Maybe someday they will grow into huge monster sized feet. But right now for this little moment in time they are just my little feet to enjoy and munch on and daydream about.