These shoes came to live with us before Finn did.
If you know my husband, then you know that he lives for all things plaid. And not in a weird Brawny paper towel sort of way, more like the Scottish Tartan Trouser sort of way. Uriah was convinced that whether we had a boy or a girl, these shoes would work. And while it doesn't take much convincing to get me to buy a pair of shoes (or pretty much anything for the kiddos), I'm certain a girl baby would have looked a little awkward wearing these green plaid shoes.
When they arrived in the mail they looked so teeny-tiny. I couldn't even imagine that baby feet could come so small (Uriah's a tall guy and I come from a family of big feet) and I started to second guess my size choice. However, when we brought Finn home, one of the first things that I did was hold these little plaid shoes up to his feet and suddenly, the shoes that had looked so tiny just a couple of months earlier, now looked gigantic compared to his newborn toes.
It took 8 months, but I'd say Finn is sporting his plaid shoes with style.
And if his father has anything to say about it, I foresee a long, long life of plaid for this young sir.
Next week's challenge: Smile
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