Arlo loves new shoes.
Seriously, these boots saved me from the usual post-afternoon nap meltdown over my refusal to grant the insessent demands for chocolate.
“No Arlo, there’s no chocolate. But I do have a special present for you… New shoes!”
“There!” he beamed excitedly as he spotted the newly arrived boots sitting in their box on the table, all red and shiny. Then he spent all afternoon proudly wearing them in the garden.
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