I'll take that as a (blatant) sign

So I was making cookies with Grace yesterday. As I was rolling out the dough, I sprinkled some flour on top of it so it wouldn't stick to the rolling pin. And, as I continued rolling, that flour worked it's way into the tiny cracks that formed as the dough stretched under the rolling pin. That's when Grace excitedly noticed that, "MOMMY! That looks like the backs of your heels on your feet!!!"

Sounds like someone is in dire need of a pedicure if they think they're going to be wearing flip flops in public anytime soon... *sigh*