This Reminds Me

….anything medieval or dramatic, as is the norm.  But if I had to pick a crest for our family, it would be – yes - our pile of flip-flops near the front door.

“Sock it to me?”  Not likely on Cougar Bluff…..

Judy and I, of course, always called them “thongs,” which brings a shudder of embarrassed horror to my girls today.  But we did, and we wore them to the beach, or perhaps a pool.  Today, of course, they’re worn everywhere.

Rachel (M – 13) has three pair at the door right now (two more than are officially allowed) – a school day blue pair, a dressy-for-church black pair and the fru-fru’ed pink/black pair that the ever-indulgent Shelley created for her.  Lois (W – 10) is ever the pragmatist with her one pair of oh-so-elegant black and white slip-ons.  Hannah (W – 9) keeps one foot (so to speak) in the classics with a simple blue pair, but will walk on the wild side with the pastel stripes. Lois and Hannah still wear sneakers to school, but their toes yearn to breathe free the moment they hit the front door in the afternoon.

And moi (W – 11)?  I’m currently sporting the heart-adorned pair.  Is it because they’re so darned festive?  Or because I strew love wherever I go?  Hmmm.  It might be because they were $1 at Old Navy after Valentine’s Day a few years ago.  You be the judge.  And where are Keith’s (M – 14)?  None for him – he’s a boat shoes kind’o'guy.  And by the back door, nearer to the pond, doncha know?

Between church services, we’ll be here or at the pool tomorrow afternoon….feel free to drop by….and kick your shoes off at the door, you hear?

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