my Okabashis, and my favorite comment was by alert reader, Tammy, who told the best story in the world about looking at Okabashis one day at the drugstore, so I encourage you to read it because it was totally the "ut."
This year, I splurged on a pair of Birkenstocks, because it is the 7th initiation rite in belonging to Gainesville. My son, DJ (short for "Dude Junior"), because he is growing like a sprout, started wearing them when I wasn't looking, and I went for hours in sadness because I did not have my Birkies. Anyhow, I finally broke down and bought him a pair of his own and in retrospect I should have gotten him a pair in my size because he still steals mine. What's it going to be like when he's in high school?!
Here is a link to last year's post about the Okabashis (similar photo!) - I'm waiting for him to realize that wearing the same sandals as your moms is uncool. Maybe it isn't anymore?