The Shoe Police
Hi. My name used to be Ava. But now, I am known as…

I think it all began with our new apartment in Split. My Dida was working on it a lot during our stay in Croatia so I had to wear my shoes to protect my footsies.

I spent all day making sure everyone had their shoes on. Everyone. No excuses. And if anyone said they were napping, I would tell them that was no excuse. Not even for Mama and Dada. I put shoes on them during one of their naps. Hey! Did Mama just kick her shoes off again?

Being the Shoe Police was a little rough after my Dada stepped on a sea urchin and had a million holes in his foot. Ouchie.

And Mahky tricked me a few times. His new flip flops stained his feet. Sometimes during inspection I would point to his feet and say shoes. That would make everyone giggle because he passed my inspection without his real shoes on! I’ll get him next time. Mark. My. Words.

Oh, what do we have here? Mahky relaxing on the porch… reading his vacation novel… without shoes?





January 6th, 2010 at 11:13 pm
[...] weekend to say hello and to remind Ava about his shoes from Croatia. Ava has no idea that she was the shoe police last summer. So sad. Because it makes us laugh so much [...]