So I’ve been out of town at camp for a week and got to spend a few days this week in North Carolina with my fiance, Anna. And NOW, I’m back in good old Hampton Roads and kept reminding myself all day to write this post…only to forget until now. I’m still new to this “scheduled posts” thing so give me a break!
One thing that always comes to mind when I think about my childhood was spending most of that childhood at my neighbor’s house. When I was a kid, I wasn’t allowed to leave “the block”. I could only ride my bike around this block and couldn’t go past it to play outside. Seeing how pretty much NONE of my friends lived close enough to me, I had a very close friendship with my neighbor, Samantha (Sammy). We were basically inseparable basically all the way through high school. She was months younger than me, but in a grade below me.
I tell that little story to talk about this week’s item. Every day before I would go over to Sammy’s house, I would have to put on my “play shoes”. They looked like this…
They weren’t necessarily Vans shoes…and knowing how quickly I usually went through a pair, they were most likely a very cheap pair of shoes. I loved my slip-ons and wore them any chance I could get. I would usually have to be told to take them off if we were going somewhere that required a bit more dressy attire. The day came when I grew up enough that I no longer wanted to wear my slip-on shoes, but I wanted to wear my “big boy” shoes that I could tie up all by myself. Years down the road after wearing dozens of big boy shoes, I’m back in the habit of wearing sandals and other kinds of slip-on shoes as much as possible. Especially my TOMS!
If anyone else has a pair of shoes like this that they wore ALL THE TIME, let me know
Until next time…God bless!
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