Mia had a running wipe-out this morning and was complaining of hurt toes. I was trying to make sure nothing was broken and asked her to "make a fist with her toes." She strenuously declined to do so. A few minutes later, when she had calmed down a bit she decided to give it a try. We had this conversation:
Mia: Look, Mommy! I made a fist with my toes!
Me: Wow, Bean, great fisting!