The Tale of the Tennies

Last night I was trying to order Boylee a new pair of tennies, and I asked him to look inside his current pair and tell me the size -- he's growing out of them.

He said, "It says 39."

I said, "That can't be right, because I wear a 39."

And then I walked over and picked up his shoe and stuck my foot in it...and it fit.

The day he was born his foot was the exact length of my thumb.