Thursday, June 4, 2009

I Can Tell It's Summer

I guess you could consider this blog post a confession of sorts......

I love me some flip-flops. I love them for their comfort, their convenience and for their cuteness.

But, honestly, does it have to be all of this? I just realized that everywhere you turn in my house these days, you find a pair of flip-flops. 99% of the time they are MY flip-flops. I don't know what that's all about. Why don't I put them away already? All FIVE of these pair were photographed today lying around the house, wherever I took them off.

And I wonder why my boys don't pick up after themselves ?????


Debbie said...

I think you were wearing the red ones Sunday night and I meant to tell you I thought they were so cute. I love me some flip flops too! So do my girls I think that there are rubbermaids in the garage full of them. I probably should of not confessed that...thank goodness Kenny does not read blogs.

Helen Edlin said...

Hey Kelley, Patrick has flipflops.
He calls them manflops! Don't know where he got that but I die laughing everytime I hear him ask where his manflops are. (He doesn't pick his up either)