I’m looking at little feet right now.
They run, they jump, they are all over the place.
They stomp around upstairs and let me know I can’t stay in bed any longer.
They jump down each step, one at a time, and insist that it is the fastest way to come downstairs.
They run to the door when the slightest knock is heard.
They kick and peddle and dance in circles.
Little feet are attached to little legs with bandages and bruises.
Little feet are transportation for little super heroes (though they insist they are flying).
Little feet are the foundation of very big things.
I love my boys and their little feet. I just thought I’d say so.
LOVE THIS!!!!
me too! boys are so sweet!
I love little kid feet too…
Did they squish the caterpillar?
Too precious!!
Love. Love the photo. Love the words. And again I say, love the photo.