We are now the flip flop family. The flip flops have tiny flags of Mozambique on them. The smallest pair, for Zeca, is just about the cutest thing I have ever seen. So cute, in fact, that they deserve a close up:
The only thing cuter than the baby flip flops is Zeca's fat little feet in them. "Flip flops for a child less than 2?" you ask. Yes...she has always wanted a pair of her own. The moment Luisa pulled them out of the suitcase, Zeca dropped the toy she was playing with and exclaimed in delight, "Zeca's shoes!"
2 comments:
I need a Foot Loaf photo.
me too! family flops. i think flip flops represent a philosophy of life... in an everything's- gonna- be-all-right kind of way. i will worry, however, if you all head out to a jimmy buffett show this summer.
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