We don’t have an official policy about removing your shoes when you come in our house, it’s just we all like to walk around barefoot as much as possible. So there’s always a pile of shoes crowding the front door. I try to keep Leta’s shoes as far away as possible from Jon’s rubber gnome clogs just so that she doesn’t catch a disease. But sometimes that’s hard to do when you’re married to someone whose feet are as long as skis.