March 20, 2012

the red boots

There was only one pair left on the shelf... red.
They were a size or three too big, but a cowboy needs boots when he's celebrating his birthday.
I knew he would love them, but there was so much I didn't know...

I didn't know he would wear them here and there and everywhere... and that the bit about a cowboy sleeping with his boots on might just be truth.
I didn't know that he would wear them far longer than five. Longer than six. A little of seven.
I didn't know that... the boots were two different sizes. Until he started growing into them, at seven.
I didn't even know that both boots were for the left foot.
But most of all... I didn't know how sad I would feel when I realized they were gone.
I really wish I had stowed them away for a rainy day...
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3 comments:

Busy Bee Suz said...

Oh my gosh.....talk about tugging at ones heart strings!
That is too darn sweet.
Two left feet? Two different sizes?
I sure do hope they were on SALe!
I've got to find the photo of he and Linds while hugging...I think they both had on their special boots?
xoxo

Richella said...

Oh, I know just what you mean!! How I wish I had saved Will's cowboy boots! And his weren't even cool and red.

The time goes by TOO FAST, doesn't it??

Cassie said...

This picture with the 2 left feet made me chuckle. Little boys and their boots...How I miss my little boy who now is 41! So glad you got a photo of yours in his cowboy boots. Now, when I get back to Idaho I will have to see if I can find a picture of Teddy in his.