Toe shoes


I have a pair (well, actually two) of Vibram FiveFingers. Yeah, the weird toe shoes. Whatever – they’re the most comfortable things I’ve ever worn on my feet. I saw some Fila toe shoes in kid sizes on a deal site a few weeks ago and couldn’t help myself. I figure in order to wear toe shoes, you need to be either old enough or young enough to not care what people think. I’m 25, and Ben is 3. I PROBABLY wouldn’t send him to school wearing these… but who knows? ūüėČ

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A new toy

Ben thought his sister needed her hair brushed with a (thankfully new) toilet brush.

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Today I had a longwinded conversation with Ben about boogers.  Our lengthy chats are usually reserved for Batman or Captain America or poop, but today it was boogers.  Ben found a pea-sized piece of blue Play-Doh on the carpet and decided that it was a booger.  Then began the questions that typically come from three-year-olds:

“Why is it a booger?” he asked.
“It’s not a booger, buddy – it’s Play-Doh,” I replied.
“What color is it?”
“It’s blue. ¬†You know that color!”
“Can I put it in my nose?”
“No, let’s not put Play-Doh in your-”

Yep. ¬†Up the nose. ¬†Thankfully it wasn’t as bad as the time my younger brother Eric stuffed a¬†cylindrical¬†Lego up his nose. ¬†That required an emergency room visit. ¬†This incident just required some unpleasant (for both of us) “booger” harvesting using my fingers.

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