Want Some Bread with that Jam?

When I was a kid my very best friend in the whole world was Angela. I think we met very soon after she was born and we grew up knowing that we were friends forever. She was so funny--and so brave. She would always do the things that I was too afraid to try. She'd even pick up worms--and didn't chase me around with them because she knew I was scared. So, there's a story from when we were really young, and I don't remember the details at all--just a sense of what everybody was talking about at the time. I guess Angela used to suck her toe. Not her thumb--but her toe. And it could be that she only did it a couple times but the adults around us talked about it a lot because, let's face it--what adult wouldn't want to be flexible enough to suck their toe? Anyway, poor Angela got sick and maybe for comfort or maybe for entertainment while she was stuck in bed, she sucked on her toe--and gave herself strep toe! When we were on a road trip the other day, Michael seemed to think this was normal behavior--I decided to put this picture here in honor of Angela--in case she ever finds her way to my blog :)