They were a size or three too big, but a cowboy needs boots when he's celebrating his birthday.
I knew he would love them, but there was so much I didn't know...
I didn't know he would wear them here and there and everywhere... and that the bit about a cowboy sleeping with his boots on might just be truth.
I didn't know that he would wear them far longer than five. Longer than six. A little of seven.
I didn't know that... the boots were two different sizes. Until he started growing into them, at seven.
I didn't even know that both boots were for the left foot.
But most of all... I didn't know how sad I would feel when I realized they were gone.
I really wish I had stowed them away for a rainy day...
3 comments :
Oh my gosh.....talk about tugging at ones heart strings!
That is too darn sweet.
Two left feet? Two different sizes?
I sure do hope they were on SALe!
I've got to find the photo of he and Linds while hugging...I think they both had on their special boots?
xoxo
Oh, I know just what you mean!! How I wish I had saved Will's cowboy boots! And his weren't even cool and red.
The time goes by TOO FAST, doesn't it??
This picture with the 2 left feet made me chuckle. Little boys and their boots...How I miss my little boy who now is 41! So glad you got a photo of yours in his cowboy boots. Now, when I get back to Idaho I will have to see if I can find a picture of Teddy in his.
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