Dinner Rolls

For some reason, Scott and I talk a lot about Isaac's feet.  They're interesting.  They remind me of Calvin's feet from Calvin and Hobbes.  Kind of like dinner rolls.  They remind Scott of Fred Flinstone's feet. When he walks around the house you hear him coming or going.  It's kind of like:  clunk, clunk, clunk, clunk even without his shoes on.

So we compare:

Pretty sure it goes to Fred. Now we just hope our Little Man doesn't get some kind of complex about this whole thing.