Toenailed

Since I started running again, I've had an issue with too-old sneakers suddenly being too small and have found myself with a black toenail. Those of you who are runners know what I'm talking about. It's on my right big toe and there is no end to The Quartet's fascination. What normally happens is that the black toenail falls off, which I explained to S tonight. I told her that when it falls off I will put it under my pillow and the Toenail Fairy will come and take it away. "What do you think she'll leave me?" I asked S. "A cotton ball," she answered. These kids have clearly caught on to my nonsense and are handing it right back to me.