I really don’t like shoes lying around my house. A pair or two out per person is okay (as long as they are somewhere shoes should be, like by the door), but more than that and I get annoyed. (Poor Chris.)
But these little shoes, these sweet, adorable, precious pink shoes, I never mind seeing tossed haphazardly on the floor.
In fact, I love passing by them because they remind me how incredible this time in our lives is right now. They remind me that underneath any uncertainties or worry or sadness I may be experiencing on a given day, there is happiness. I am truly happy.
The time for little shoes is fleeting, and I am soaking it up.