So last night we are getting ready for a walk and he says – with one shoe on his foot, "Where is my shoe?" I roll my eyes because I am thinking to myself… I don’t know… I don’t wear your shoes! So I am giving him suggestions on where his missing shoe might be when I look into the shoe pile and realize _I_ only have one sneaker there myself. Where is MY other sneaker? That is when I realize that it is my work-out shoe and it is supposed to be in the truck with my work out clothes. Suddenly, the proverbial light bulb clicks on in my head and I realize exactly where HIS shoe is. I took one of my shoes and one of his shoes and threw it in my work out bag.
*blush* We had a good laugh over that one.