(Another old one)
Philip's daycare called... and apparently he lost a boot playing in the back yard.
They searched for almost an hour, but couldn't find it.
March 12:
No boot found yet.
Sean dug around for 1/2hr last night, and only found his sock.
He offered our caregiver's kids (there's 3 of them) a $10 reward for finding the boot. We'll see if they have any luck!
In the meantime, my friend lent me a beautiful pair of her daughter's two-tone bubble-gum pink boots. I marketed them to Philip as "boot-searching boots", which will help him find his own green boot. Fortunately, he's totally oblivious to gender stereotypes, (which, I'm sure will only last until he starts school in December) so he put them on eagerly this morning, ready to hunt for his boot.
April 3, 2008
So, our caregiver found the boot yesterday. Almost a month later.
In the backyard, in a corner up against a fence. Full of snow/ice.
It sat on her furnace vent thing all night, and Sean brought it home this morning to put on our radiators, because Philip is really excited to wear his green boots again.
I like happy endings.
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