Cal is obsessed with shoes right now. Yesterday he brought this pair to me, pressed them into my hand while saying "shews! shews! shews!", and sat down on the floor, foot outstretched. He also spent a considerable amount of time attempting to walk around in my jewel-studded flats and, later, my flip flop.
I think it might be time for baby's first trip to the Nordstrom shoe department. They don't require customers to wear pants, do they?
