I love the old saying about the Cobbler’s kids who have no shoes…perhaps his kids wouldn’t let him measure their feet?
Here is what happens when I whip out my camera at home:
So, now there is no wonder as to why I don’t have beautifully framed and matted photos covering the walls of my home! The photographer’s kids have no pictures. Because they refuse to pose!
So…I resorted to snapping this shot of my freshly painted toenails. I broke down and bought black nail polish because as Dr. Evil would say, “I’m hip, I’m cool.”
I wonder if the Cobbler himself had plenty of shoes?
