My shoes are not my own:
The shoes I have in my mudroom can tell a story all their own.
The man of the house: outdoorsy. The last thing he did in these was start a massive fire in the back yard. But have no fear; he received a burn permit first.
Daughter #1: Loves to jump-rope at recess.
#1 Son: Loves to get dirty.
Daughter #2: Loves to get dirty, stomp in puddles, try on everybody else’s shoes.
Mommy: would just go barefoot at all times if possible, but a good pair of flip-flops will go the distance. Or two or three pairs…I guess if you open the closet doors, most of the shoes are mine.
It is a pleasant life I lead.
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