he goes into his room, slides under his bed with all the dustbunnies and is finding shoes of days gone by. he comes out with one on one foot and a 'match' from another pair and asks me 'which one do you like best?' i point out the one i like, ask him if that one feels funny because it is on the wrong foot, he replies 'nope', heads back to his room to come out with the next 'pair'.
it's been going on for about ten minutes now and he's had a different combination each time he comes out. i'm avoiding going in his room at the moment...there are shoes trailing from his bedroom, down the hallway, into the living room, into the kitchen.
(i'm praying he's not picking up my behavior of trying on about four different things before deciding what to wear. we'll never make it out the door in the mornings!)
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