Today as we headed out the door, there were three boys walking past our house on their way home from school. All three of them had only one shoe on, while the other foot was wet-socked and bare. They were having a contest to see who could kick the other shoe down the street the furthest. My children tumbled out the front door and watched them in gape-mouthed amazement. The difference?
Violet: “Why are they doing that? Why are they kicking their shoe? Why don’t they walk with their shoes on their feet?”
Boys are made of slugs and snails and puppy dog tails. Note the dirt mustache.