People always comment on Eva being barefoot. “Where are her shoes?” they ask. Well, for one, Eva hates wearing shoes. Before she was born, I bought a bunch of cute Vans for her. She was also gifted the most adorable shoes ever. All pointless, really. As soon as I’d put them on, she’d rip them off and fling them across the room. And, for two, I’m not one to talk. I also hate wearing shoes. In fact, my husband calls me “blackfoot” because the soles of my feet are always black with dirt. Sexy, I know. I just hate having my feet all cooped up. I like to feel the ground that I’m walking on. So if Eva wants to be a barefoot baby, it’s fine by me.
Inspired by The Mama Earth Project.