And you can imagine his delight when he discovered rainboots were good for puddle-jumping (or hopping, since he has not yet mastered jumping skills).
I found these boots on clearance at the end of the fall season last year.
They were just too cute and too cheap to pass up, and as I was getting rid of hardy winter gear in preparation for our move to Texas, these were one of the things I had to keep.
Little Big Foot, as N likes to call B sometimes, is already in a toddler's size 7, so we've been letting him wear these around the house for the past couple days (it's still much too hot outside to warrant boots).
I mean, it's not like it's obvious that he's pleased with them or anything.
He has also taken a liking to putting on our shoes (N's and mine). He gets them out of the closet, lines them up neatly by the bed, and uses the bed to balance himself as he fits his little feet inside.
Since I have the world's littlest feet for a grown woman, it's not nearly as funny when he puts on my shoes as it is when he puts on N's shoes.
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