Don’t worry too much about the details, just focus on the task that I had at hand.  I needed to deliver a pair of running shoes to my 13-year-old son, Jacob.

Knowing that his shoes are almost the same size as his mother’s and look a lot like the shoes of his brothers, I figured that I would employ a Double Check.  I asked his 10-year-old brother Sam to find a pair of Jacob’s shoes.  The first check.

Looking at the shoes he selected, I called upstairs to his mother.  “Are the blue Nike shoes with a yellow interior Jacob’s?”  The answer came from upstairs, “Yes.”  The second check.

I was good to go.

Delivering the shoes to Jacob, he provided the final confirmation, “I promise not to tell Mom that you accidentally brought me a pair of her shoes.”  What?  Boy, after what I went through, if the shoes fit, wear ’em.

A fine pair of shoes for anyone.