Big Feet

Big Feet run in my family so it shouldn't be a huge surprise that my oldest son has big feet. He is ten years old (almost 11) and he is now wearing an 8 1/2 in men's. I tried on his new shoes last night and they fit me! How crazy is that?!? I tried to find out how to convert men's shoe sizes to women's to see if we really did have the same size feet and the results (on the internet) were all over the place. I found websites telling me to add 1 to 1 1/2 to 2 sizes to the men's size to get the women's size. So an 8 1/2 men's is either a 9 1/2, 10 or 10 1/2 in women's. Incidentally those are all sizes that I wear so I think we officially have the same size feet! Wow. That makes me feel like my baby is growing up. Should I break into a chorus of "Sunrise - Sunset" from Fiddler on the Roof?

Is this the little girl I carried?

Is this the little boy at play?

I don't remember growing older

When did they?

When did she get to be a beauty?

When did he grow to be so tall?

Wasn't it yesterday

When they were small?

Sunrise, sunset

Sunrise, sunset

Okay, that is making me get all teary-eyed. I'll stop now. I hope you've seen the movie or at least heard that song for real. I love it.

Well I can't close this Big Feet blog without sharing the big feet story of my little brother. Beginning at around Mason's age (my memory says age 10, my brother says "as early as he can remember" so it could have been even earlier) -- his shoe size matched his age. So at age 10 he wore a 10 (in men's), age 11 an 11 and so on. They finally stopped growing at age 14 and that is where his shoe size remained. So yes, big feet run in my family. It isn't really such a bad thing except that the faster their feet grow the more often they need new shoes and the bigger their feet get, the more expensive and harder to find the shoes are. Yippee for me!