Five Minute Friday: Bare

1. Write for 5 minutes flat for pure unedited love of the written word.
2. Link back here and invite others to join.
3. Go buck wild with encouragement for the five minuter who linked up before you.

Linking up to and writing from Lisa-Jo Baker's prompt today: BARE

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This Mama's feet are bare. Almost always bare. Cold, scruffy, unkempt, bare. Four toenails have the slightest hint of red polish reminiscent of the kind pedi/mani gift Hubby bought me in November. It was  a treat for a busy Mama to have someone care about my bare feet. They were warm, smooth, snazzy and adorable (and yes, my petite feet can actually be adorable) for two weeks but now long past their prime. These bare feet show a piece of my life. I awake when The Baby awakes...up quickly ;) to feed her...no time for slippers... Now she's fed but needs diapered and clothed.  Then The Boy is awake and needs to use the potty, wriggle into those big boy undies, soccer pants and favorite Broncos sweatshirt. Boy almost always puts on his own socks and hiking boots. His feet are not bare. They are decked out in "boyness". We head downstairs for breakfast. Mama still in jammies half the time but barefooted all the time. It's a lovely, busy cold-toed life I lead. What a wonderful world. My bare feet show a glimpse of my life. I am not a supermodel with pristine, polished toes stuffed into pumps. I am not a beach babe with pink sparkle polish poking from the sand. I am a mother, a wife, a chef, a maid, a teacher with busy, bare feet but a warm, full heart. In the end, toes don't matter.

STOP