Take a look at your own footprints

One of the my favorite things about the recent snowstorm was watching my kids play. My youngest is 6 years old and had never seen real snow, and she loved every minute of it. We have been doing all we can to take advantage of it, as it doesn’t snow much in our part of Oklahoma. More than once I told my daughter to walk in my footsteps, as the snow was deep and she’s not very tall. The snow would have been over her boots in spots, and I did what I could to lead the way. But as she followed me she asked me “why do you walk so funny, Daddy?” I turned around to look, and you could clearly see my big boot prints in the snow. My right foot tends to turn outwards for some reason. I’ve known I walked that way for some time due to a knee injury and other issues, but the snow made it very easy to see just what kind of footprints I was leaving. There was no mistaking those footprints for anyone else’s. As I watched my daughter walk in my steps I realized that she was following in more th