Flip flops are all the rage. (I still feel like calling them thongs, like when I was a kid, but that brings up totally the wrong image...)
Anyway, that's all my kids want to wear (flip flops, not thongs, sheesh...)
So the 5 year old boy wears them out to Target and every two minutes we have to stop because he's lost a flip flop. Or we have to stop because he's wearing them on his hands, or his sister is annoying him by stepping on the back of them, or he's falling back out of the van onto the pavement because he's trying to jump into the van from the curb and the flip flop gets caught.....
Ugh! Curse you flip flops!!!