Two sets of feet. Two sets of very different feet.
The first are my niece's. My sister says that my four-year-old niece and her nine-year-old brother are united in their love of Crocs and their desire to get the little jibbitz (I just learned this word) that fit inside them. Who can blame them? I'd want some jibbitz too if only Crocs wouldn't make my enormous feet look that much more enormous.
The second set of feet are my dad's. While I did get my feet from my father, I promise his really aren't this flat or this long. My grandmother would say these are "longer than cold weather."