…my children blisters. I hate blisters.

You know, it actually started off as a great little afternoon jaunt.

It was yesterday afternoon, about 4:30, I was done working for the day, and I spent about half an hour on the back deck with Girl1 and Girl2. We were mostly freezing warts off Girl1 (aka wart farmer’s) feet with the ineffective and totally useless Freeze Away by Dr. Scholls, but hey…there was a togetherness, ya know?

So, because the weather was so lovely I decided we should go for a little walk. We decided to head over to M&Ms for some chicken breasts, etc. (GODHELPME the nanaimo bars were on sale! But I resisted.) Girl2 came out wearing flip-flops, and I questioned her choice of footwear, doubting she’d make it all the way there. She agreed, and went inside to change into these:

the blister-makers

Now, honestly, I should have balked, but for some reason, I didn’t. Read the rest of this entry »