This morning I was rushing to get ready for the day… it’s my first “real” work day, with a babysitter and everything all scheduled, since Jeremy and I decided to open our plumbing business. Anyway. Part of my day was supposed to include going to Curves since I haven’t been in something like 3 weeks and my belly is already getting squishy again. Although, I’m sure the ice cream, cake, fudge, and whatever else I shoved down my throat over the holidays helped. Oh, and maybe that whole bag of mini-snickers. so ANWAY. I went to put on my running shoes and I felt something really weird in both of them. I walked a few steps, thinking I’d just check it later (it didn’t feel like a rock or anything, and I really was in a hurry) but then I thought, DANG that feels weird! So I stopped, took them off and fished out whatever-it-was from the toe of my left shoe. Alison, my sweet little girl, had told me just yesterday that the dr. scholl’s gel things (are YOU gellin’?) she found in my closet weren’t “put away”. We’re working on putting things away where they go, so I told her to put them away, then! Apparently “put away” is in the toes of my running shoes! Over breakfast I told here I had found them there, and informed her that they were actually daddy’s, and she said, “But Mommy, I wanted YOU to have happy feet!”
What a wonderful start to my day!
2 replies on “Happy Feet”
I am just wondering how you fit your feet in there!
I say you leave something for her in her shoes. What a surprise!
Her shoes already have something in them: SAND! But that’s more of a surprise for me than for her.
It wasn’t the whole foot insert, it was just the gel thing for the heel, but pushed all the way to the toe! It even has little wavy “massage pads” on it.