I've been looking forward to the age when Henry can do things like jump in puddles and eat pinecones and dirt because...you know...that's just part of the fun of having a little boy. I've been keeping close tabs on these yellow boots, pulling them out of the closet every once in a while hoping they would fit. THE DAY HAS COME. He wants to wear these boots all the time even though they give him a huge pinky-toe blister. Yesterday he jumped in all the puddles until he had a huge meltdown in the middle of the road because I wouldn't let him swim in them. I'm so mean, right? If Henry was older he'd probably say something like, "Mom, you're fun...but your not thaaaat fun really."
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