I think Mr. Rogers took his cue from the Italians. I knew before I got here it’s not the norm to go barefoot in the house. God forbid a child run with naked feet in his own home. He might catch something that hasn’t existed since 1892 and cause a premature death. Those drafts will get ya every time!

However, I find it fascinating that every time a family member comes home, there is an immediate change. Luca was wearing an outfit the other day that would be more than suitable for indoor playtime. Nope, Vera changed him into his “house play clothes”, waistband up to his chest and all! And of course, the shoes. One must change from outdoor shoes to house shoes. (Which I understand because I don’t like walking around my apartment with my shoes either, but just adds to it all really).  But really, everyone changes. Off with the clothes and into the casual wear. While it’s definitely more comfy to sit on the couch this way, does that mean they don’t leave again? Or does the process start all over again when they do decide to walk back out of the house? As for me, I’d rather be ready to party like it’s 1999 at a drop of a hat!

So, in the attempt to adapt to my surroundings, I become Mr. Rogers when I get home. There’s a quick change of sweater and/or pants and of course, I put on my slippers.  And life begins to slow down……