Monday, February 11, 2013

My Boots Are Great - Sort Of

 As soon as we get home from church, everyone checks on the chickens.
 The girls like that because they usually get a treat of some sort.
 Hayden usually borrows my rain boots to avoid stepping in any . . . uh . . . stuff.
He wears them well.

Hayden:  Mom I like wearing your boots.
Me:  You can borrow them any time.
Hayden:  I like everything about them.
I just with they were taller.
And that they fit.
And that they were a different color.

Uh. Yeah.

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