I grew my whole life, he’s just 11.

This morning, I kicked my sporty sandals off and read for a bit. When I got up 30 minutes later to leave our room, my sandals were gone.

I went a bit nuts lifting my suitcase up, lifting my backpack up, looking under the bed, even checked the hallway outside our hotel room. They were gone.

I finally enlisted the Husband’s help, and after a couple minutes he says, “Are you sure the sandals the Child is wearing aren’t yours?”

Sure enough, the Child’s sandals were still in his suitcase and my sandals were on his feet.

Same size feet, same sporty sandals problem. 🤣