I've been thinking about the comment mom made some time ago about me walking with my toes pointed out, just like Grandma, her and Alice. I didn't think it was true when she wrote it, but recently I noticed when I walked past my grandfather clock, the reflection in the glass proves that it is true! Horror! So today as I walked in a hallway at work, seemingly alone, I forced my feet to walk straight. It didn't feel right, but I kept going. Then, right when I turned a corner, I tripped trying to walk that way, and someone saw me. I didn't fall down, just stumbled a bit, but still felt silly. Double horror!
Sorry! Why can't our children just inherit our good features! I also can't walk with my feet straight nor can I stand with my feet pointed straight. Look at it this way - it is better than being "pigeon toed".
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I laughed when I read this. Thanks for giving me a laugh at work. I'm surprised how often I'll be walking and trip on my own feet!
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