Three months in, and our L.L. Bean slippers are still probably the best thing that has ever happened to our feet.
We got them for each other for Christmas, unplanned. We'd talked about them over the summer, but who buys fuzzy slippers in July? By fall, I was careful to not mention footwear around Ian, lest he guess that I was planning to surprise him.
Unbeknownst to me, Ian already had the very same idea, and in fact ordered matching his & hers slippers. A pair for me, and the exact pair that I ordered for him. He wrapped both boxes and tucked them under the tree.
I opened my box and immediately slid my feet into the shearling lined cocoons. But I had a sinking feeling. The two boxes Ian wrapped had come in the same package, and the size and shape of the second box was exactly the same as the box I had wrapped and placed under the tree for Ian weeks earlier.
He opened the one from me first, and I watched his face as he realized what I already guessed. He was the proud owner of not one, but two pairs of L.L. Bean's wicked good moccasins.
We had a good laugh, returned the extra pair (he kept the ones from me), and snuggled into our matching slippers. Our feet have never been happier. And I'm thankful I have such a thoughtful husband.