May 11, 2003 - Sunday
Jeremy's a boy after my own heart. I walked into the house this morning and didn't immediately take off my shoes. He stood and watched and soon started pointing at his feet, which were without shoes.
Of course, as much as I'd like to think so, I'm not really sure that it was the shoes that troubled Jeremy. Rather, it may just have been that something was out of the ordinary, because, while Jeremy is on the one hand seemingly quite laid back, he does have this orderly, everything-as-it-should-be streak to him.