Breydon is cracking us up this evening. It's always something with him. He's too funny. He came up to me and said in a serious voice, "Mom, my toe nail growed up." I tried to think of a response, but I wasn't sure what he was saying. I asked him to tell me again only to hear, "My toe nail growed up." He was so serious. John and I looked at each other with confused looks... I looked as his feet, but he was showing me his hand. I wasn't sure how to respond and tried to find the words, but then he looked at me with his adorable smile and said, "I think I mean a hang nail."
