That is exactly the same thing my boy was made of! It must be hereditary. But my girls had the same, too, except one of course, who had short legs. One of my girls claimed to have piano legs, and another said she had 'cankles', meaning her calves ran down into her ankles. Variety is the spice of life, they say. MOM
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And noxious odors!
That is exactly the same thing my boy was made of! It must be hereditary. But my girls had the same, too, except one of course, who had short legs. One of my girls claimed to have piano legs, and another said she had 'cankles', meaning her calves ran down into her ankles. Variety is the spice of life, they say. MOM
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