Are your kids born with tough feet or do you start toughening them up from birth? I rarely wear shoes, but sharp stones and fire ants don’t encourage me to go barefoot outside. As it is, my sandaled feet end up with fire ant bites and I have a piece of glass that’s worked itself into my foot and calloused over.
As usual, your kids are a picture of health and now your land is taking on a look of organization. Congratulations on a job well done.
The kids don’t even own shoes until they’re over one, even closer to being two years old. Strengthening the feet and letting them develop naturally and all of that. It’s off and on barefooting after that, depending on the kid’s preferences.
Of course you know we don’t allow shoes INSIDE, but because we have carpet, if we didn’t wear shoes OUTSIDE we’d track the debris picked up from the oil of our feet onto the carpet. Doubt that we’ll get totally rid of the carpet at our age, but I suppose stranger things have happened.
Em’s feet have improved tenfold since going barefoot most of the day. He has hammer toes and suffered from foot problems most of his life. I just bought him his first pair of Birkenstocks for his birthday this year. He’s been growing accustomed to them inside, and still can’t slip them on without sitting down first, but I think he’s been walking to the mailbox and putting the car in the garage while wearing them lately. Old dogs CAN learn new tricks. As I think you mentioned recently, though, years of comfortable feet make it difficult to wear real shoes. I can’t wear anything BUT Birkenstocks these days, and they’re NOT made for running. Bought an expensive sandal for running, but it blistered my heel due to the strap that’s necessary to keep it on my feet when running. Might need to go with something like your ugly toe shoes if I want to run.
Sorry to take your post off onto a foot-related bent.
No need to apologize — I love the feet talk. We’re in the middle of huarache-making session #2, as a matter of fact. I hope to get them done tomorrow so I have feet on the brain.
I wrote more but I just hit some button or other and everything but the first paragraph disappeared. Hrmph.
Are your kids born with tough feet or do you start toughening them up from birth? I rarely wear shoes, but sharp stones and fire ants don’t encourage me to go barefoot outside. As it is, my sandaled feet end up with fire ant bites and I have a piece of glass that’s worked itself into my foot and calloused over.
As usual, your kids are a picture of health and now your land is taking on a look of organization. Congratulations on a job well done.
The kids don’t even own shoes until they’re over one, even closer to being two years old. Strengthening the feet and letting them develop naturally and all of that. It’s off and on barefooting after that, depending on the kid’s preferences.
Learned yet another thing from you. Thanks!
Of course you know we don’t allow shoes INSIDE, but because we have carpet, if we didn’t wear shoes OUTSIDE we’d track the debris picked up from the oil of our feet onto the carpet. Doubt that we’ll get totally rid of the carpet at our age, but I suppose stranger things have happened.
Em’s feet have improved tenfold since going barefoot most of the day. He has hammer toes and suffered from foot problems most of his life. I just bought him his first pair of Birkenstocks for his birthday this year. He’s been growing accustomed to them inside, and still can’t slip them on without sitting down first, but I think he’s been walking to the mailbox and putting the car in the garage while wearing them lately. Old dogs CAN learn new tricks. As I think you mentioned recently, though, years of comfortable feet make it difficult to wear real shoes. I can’t wear anything BUT Birkenstocks these days, and they’re NOT made for running. Bought an expensive sandal for running, but it blistered my heel due to the strap that’s necessary to keep it on my feet when running. Might need to go with something like your ugly toe shoes if I want to run.
Sorry to take your post off onto a foot-related bent.
No need to apologize — I love the feet talk. We’re in the middle of huarache-making session #2, as a matter of fact. I hope to get them done tomorrow so I have feet on the brain.
I wrote more but I just hit some button or other and everything but the first paragraph disappeared. Hrmph.