Brock loves his boots. He wants to be a cowboy when he grows up - always has. He loves his cowboy hat, too - but he loves his boots even more. When he was younger, he would wear them with shorts. And oh how he celebrated the days in preschool when I would give in and allow him to wear them to school (his school "preferred" that boots be left at home). If there's snow outside, on come the boots and out goes my boy.
His favorite boot-wearin' time, however, may be when he gets to work outside with Daddy - cutting down trees, gathering limbs, building bonfires, etc - he MUST have his boots on. Even when they are 2.5 sizes too small. He never complains - which is why I haven't replaced this last pair. I haven't even thought about it till he put them on today and I realized that my boy who is wearing a 1.5 size shoe is squeezing his foot into a size 12 boot. Ow!!
I'll be out shopping for new ones tomorrow but tonight I am just enjoying the sweet memories I have of my boot-lovin' boy and his cowboy adventures...
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