i quickly ripped off the footie part of wyatt's pajamas, put a pair of socks on him, and wrangled him into the boots..... i was so scared that i had let him outgrow them.... but they fit! perfectly! and so he roamed the house in his diaper, while i sang "these boots were made for walking....", snapping our fingers all the way! so cute!
so today i am thankful for the memories that these cowboy boots evoke.... of ethan dressing up like "woody" and other cowboys throughout the years..... of forrest strutting around as a rough and tough cowboy..... and now wyatt can wear them! sweet memories..... we are so blessed!