Two left feet

Perhaps the sleep deprivation of the work week[1] finally caught up to me but yesterday I put A’s shoes on the wrong feet and didn’t even realize it until he was stumbling down the streets of Ireland. I was wondering why he was walking weirdly when I just happened to notice the error. And then like any amazing parent I proceed to laugh hysterically.

[1] Work weeks are hard and this was no exception. Jet lag combined with a jet lagged tot combined with late night team dinners and events lends itself to little quality sleep during the work week. I know I know, total first world problem.

First written: June 18, 2016 afternoon — Blarney, Ireland