I don't know that he's worn anything else since these little shoes came into his life. They've climbed and danced and crawled. He unstraps and restraps the velcro constantly. He likes to tell us the names of the three trains on his shoes: Thomas, James, and Percy. He can almost get them on by himself (admittedly he is not as advanced in the shoe-donning area as the girl toddlers in his life). These shoes have danced in a boat, in a cabin, on a bridge, at the playground. They run and walk. They were on his feet the first time he climbed the metal ladder at the playground. And they were on his feet yesterday when he announced to me "I drive boat" as he was climbing into the captain's chair on the pontoon boat (that remained docked while he drove).
These are the shoes we attempted to purchase weeks before when he kept throwing them out of the shopping cart. He knew what he was doing. The price dropped to about sixty percent off before we bought them. I'm just glad to see him getting excited about putting shoes on now. Who would have thought five dollars would buy so much?
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