My younger daughter always has bare feet, always, unless shoes are required to get in - like school and stores. She never liked shoes, even as a small child. If she has to wear shoes for some reason, any old shoe will not do, they have to be super fabulous - colorful or sparkly - they really have to be worth wearing and the minute she can take them off, they're off.
Mark has been working on a landscaping project in our yard and he had the dirt all smoothed out and ready for grass seed, when the rains came and when it cleared up, I noticed some large footprints in the mud - bare footprints. Now who would walk through the mud like that? The squishy, icky mud. Erica just smiled and said, "Yeah, it was me, that mud just looked so good, I couldn't help it." And yes, those are her feet above - even butterflies love her feet. Here's a little quote for her. My little nature girl.
Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
-Kahlil Gibran-
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