If the Shoe Fits . . .

I drive carpool for preschool on Thursdays. Unfortunately, that almost always means that I have to wake Julia from her nap so that we can go pick up the girls. Today when I got her out of her crib, she actually stayed asleep. So I quickly slipped my shoes on while carrying her, put her in the car seat, and congratulated myself on a successful sleeping transfer from crib to car.


The class was a little late getting out today, so all the parents were out of their cars waiting for the kids.  As soon as the little neighbor girl saw me, she asked why I was wearing "those shoes." I looked down and this is what I saw: