Tonight HDiddy was woken by his sister and he called me into his room asking for water.
Then he looked up at me and said, “Daddy, look at my feet.”
“OK,” I said. I looked down and his feet were covered by his blankets. “What about them?”
“I have bear feet,” he said.
“OK,” I replied. “You always have bare feet.”
“No I don’t.”
“Well, you always have bare feet when you go to sleep.”
“No, I don’t.”
I looked down again and reached under his blankets to grab his feet. At the same time, without thinking, I picked up the teddy bear that was laying above the blanket above his feet and handed it to him.
“See. I have bear feet,” he said.
