When Aoife was tiny, her fingernails would peel off. They no longer peel and they are strong enough that biting them no longer works, but I am still too scared to use those baby nail clippers. I feel like I am going to clip the tops of her fingers off. Yet, something must be done. Her little, cute fingernails have grown into razor-sharp claws. I have scratches and scars all over my arms and chest from her little fingers. Maybe I'll put ash in them and turn them into permanent tattoos to guilt her with when she is older. Or maybe I will look at photos like this one and forgive her all her sins forever...
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