Living on a spot that we actually considering naming "Barefoot Farms," I find it somewhat ironic that both of my girls have shoe fetishes. Emma likes to wear them; Mary Claire likes to eat them.
This creates quite the issue since Emma litters shoes every where she goes, whether it's one of her many pairs, my shoes, or even Allen's. Mary Claire spots the shoes and crawls as fast as her tubby little legs will take her, immediately popping the shoe in her mouth for a little chew-action. Not appetizing. 
Continuing in the way of shoe-irony, as much as Emma loves all things shoes, this is an inside hobby. As soon as her little feet hit the dirt, off come the shoes(exceptions occasionally made for "blip blops"). Whether farm work or play, no shoes is the way to go.
This creates quite the issue since Emma litters shoes every where she goes, whether it's one of her many pairs, my shoes, or even Allen's. Mary Claire spots the shoes and crawls as fast as her tubby little legs will take her, immediately popping the shoe in her mouth for a little chew-action. Not appetizing. 
Continuing in the way of shoe-irony, as much as Emma loves all things shoes, this is an inside hobby. As soon as her little feet hit the dirt, off come the shoes(exceptions occasionally made for "blip blops"). Whether farm work or play, no shoes is the way to go.
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