What Slippers Were Made For....

I found out another mistaken belief that Tristan has held for more than half of his young life. It happened today when he tried on a pair of hand-me-down slippers from a neighbor.

"Are these inside-out mom?" he asked.
I looked at the slippers and they fit just fine and he had them on right.
"No, those are the way they are supposed to be." I answered.
"But they won't slide!" he said confusedly, rubbing the non-skid soles.

The only slippers Tristan has ever known look like this:

They were hand knitted from yarn by a dear friend and happened to be delightfully slippery on our wood floor. Tristan got his first "slippers" several years ago and has used the succeeding sizes every year for loads of slippery fun. That's what he thought slippers were made for.