Every Cowboy Needs Some Boots

One day Booker came home determined to be a cowboy. "I'm gonna get some cowboy boots and ride a horse." Once again, Dusty couldn't be happier. All of a sudden, my little boy has all these interests, and that just means he's growing up. So sad, but that's another blog. Anyways, I'm not sure if they were learning about cowboys at school, or if one of his little friends has some cowboy boots, but I was easily coaxed into buying him some new boots. I also knew that I couldn't just buy some cheap uncomfy ones either, because these boots will probably take the place of his "work boots" in which he wears EVERY day. So, Saturday morning the boys and I jumped in the car and went on a search. We went to Feldman's first, but all we found there were two little toy horses we couldn't live without. So, on to Cavendar's. Of course they had what we needed, and of course once he tried them on, we weren't getting them off. So, for convenience and to avoid a tantrum in public, we got the cowboy some boots. And, I was right... he hasn't taken them off, and he even slept with them.