My Fingers

I am never quite sure what is going to come up when I sit down to write my 7 gratitudes.  It sometimes feels like "Of course!" and sometimes feels like "Where did that come from?"  Here is one of my seven gratitudes for today:

I am thankful for my fingers.  I like that they can type on my keyboard as I write these words.  I like that they can shampoo my hair.  I like that they can hold a knife with one hand and a zucchini with the other, cutting the squash into slices.  My fingers can touch, snap, grab, caress, and many other things.

I wonder how the decision was made for us to have two hands with five fingers each.  It seems to have worked out rather well.  Wouldn't you agree?