We went down to the river on Monday and my son got some mud in his crocs almost immediately and then refused to keep them on. The rest of the trip was spent with incessant checking to see if the mud had dried yet. C'mon, buddy! Live a little.
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Smart kid, that one.
We went down to the river on Monday and my son got some mud in his crocs almost immediately and then refused to keep them on. The rest of the trip was spent with incessant checking to see if the mud had dried yet. C'mon, buddy! Live a little.
There's a certain kind of sense to that.
NICE!!! Very bright. Boots clean up far easier than socks. Can Tiz come school my chil'ren?
Sounds pretty logical to me.
sounds right to me!!
Well, yeah, nothing worse than muddy socks! Muddy feet, on the other hand, are super!
Oh yes. That definitely sounds like kid logic.
Makes perfect sense!
Obviously his boots are for protecting his feet and not for keeping them dry!
A very caring child to be concerned about you having to wash muddy socks.
That son of yours totally rocks the logical mind!
yup that is logical and funny.
Well, d'uh! That makes total sense to me!
And sure enough, when he came back in, his feet were covered in mud! ;)
Oh, don't little boys just love mud!
I think it's like when you go to the beach and get sand in your shoes... terrible, but walking in sand isn't so bad itself.
Muddy socks are no good. No good at all.
Also my word verification is 'NoRest' ... um, yeah.
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