Wendy bought him cowboy boots, and he's crazy about them. She's out of town for a couple of days this week, so picking out clothes for school can get a little dicey. It's Friday so I figured sweats and a t-shirt would be okay. I have him a couple of choices for shirts and underwear. When we got to the front door after brushing teeth, this is what I saw. Sweats tucked in boots.
"You sure about that?" I asked.
"I love these boots!" He was beaming.
As I put on my seatbelt I heard him singing softly to himself a made up song. It went something like this, "It's gonna be a great day, because I'm wearing my new boots."
Onward to school.
3 comments:
OH, SOOOOO CUTE. I love him.
From his dad's Colorado roots.
His Pop would be proud.
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