Mom confirms

That I'm baby-toe challenged. She called at the stroke of noon wanting to know if I'd brought Quincy home yet. He's only 6 weeks old - I doubt he's been weaned yet. But I can see those wheels turning in her head... She wants to play with him this afternoon over at my sister's house. Nothing she loves more than cuddling a little puppy. Forget babies.... she's into puppies.

I asked (for her mother's POV, of course) if anybody else had the same problem of always knocking their baby toes on stuff. She said I was the only one, but she did occasionally. I was always knocking my toenails off and getting them caught in the tub drain, which pulled them off.

So even though my brother swears I wasn't a chronic toenail loser, Mom says I was (and am still sometimes). After all.. he was about 12 when I kept doing it, and was he really paying attention to my tiny little feet? I doubt it.

I still have little feet, and you-know-who told me yesterday that he thinks it's a short person / small foot issue, because he doesn't know anybody who does that other than me.

Maybe it's just a me-issue, and I'm a clumsy freak.

I really think that's the more likely scenario.

At least now I know that several hours of grinding a few times a month will give those toenails some semblance of normality. They just get stained by my shoes so easily.

This clinches it. I need an adoring boyfriend with a foot fetish who lives to take care of my tootsies.