We took Quinn shopping for his first pair of cowboy boots today. I'll just call it an "adventure." See, the kid has "Fred Flintstone" feet- extra wide and extra thick. Since we have to special order his tennis shoes (7.5 extra wide), I knew we were in for some fun trying to find a boot to fit him. Now, we were in CAVENDER'S...in TEXAS- aka Western-wear and boot heaven. It's the kind of place that even if you don't do the whole "Western thing," you walk out of there with a sparkly snap shirt and some ostrich-skin kickers! After an hour of shopping, we couldn't find ONE pair that Quinn's toes would even go all the way in! We even called in the store's "old timer" boot man to help search. "Let's try this one, Cowboy," he would say to Quinn. We had just about given up when......
Daddy found a pair of infant John Deere boots. Size 7...the only one in the entire store! And they fit like a glove! Mr. "Old-Timer" said that once Quinn gets up to a size 8, we should be able to move into more of a pointed cowboy boot. That's if the feet become more proportionate. So Quinn, grow them feet longer and not thicker!
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