Toe fights

I feel like I need to explain already... let's see if I can. Ever since my sister and I were little, my dad would pick things up between his big toe and his second toe. If something fell to the floor, it was more natural just to use his foot to pick it up. He would also have toe fights with us. This usually involved him grasping one of our pinky toes between two of his toes and twisting until we agreed that he won. Now that Rich has sort of become a part of the family (and because he has REALLY long toes), he's partaking in the glorious tradition. Here are some pictures:

Warming up.

The approach.

A "toe lock", if you will.

Dad goes for the second toe...

...and twists until Rich gives in.