
O.K. It's 9:16, I'm watching Hannity/Greys Anatomy. (thank you Jesus for remote controls) I'm using this,

because my feet look kinda like this,

Well, actually, they look much worse. 13 year old hates feet. (so does Goodfriend) Cracked, dry, yucky feet. My feet. Funny thing is, these are her feet some day. I tell her that, but she doesn't want to hear it, and swears she doesn't have the same feet as her mom.
I have the same feet as my mom. I swore I would NEVER, have HER dry feet.
Yup. Good luck with that Sweet Baby Girl. Enjoy them while you can.

Hugs from Maine