Henry's rain boots

Last weekend we cleaned out our garage and Henry found a pair of rain boots. (Equally important our car and van found an indoor place to park, finally.)

He immediately took off his Crocs, slipped on the boots and proudly stomped around in the new found boots. Patrick's mom gave the boots to Henry a while ago after Henry's cousin Caleb outgrew them. They got put in the garage and buried under the mess. To say Henry loves these boots is an understatement. He feels like a superhero in them. He wants to wear them everywhere. And I indulge him since I think he looks pretty cute in them, too.

Here he is at the park last week in his new boots:





Ah, the simple joys of childhood.