Except for when it's my rats'm-frats'm LEFT FOOT.
I thought I'd just stubbed my little toe on the corner of a wall yesterday morning. But there's obviously a bit more than just your standard toe-stubbing going on here.
The irony of JoyDad's left foot just now allowing him to run, while my left foot will prevent me from running this weekend, is not lost on me.
Happy rats'm-frats'm 4th of July, all!