The last time my dad visited the ranch he left behind a pair of shoes,
and they've been collecting dust ever since.
I've now re-purposed them as barn toys,
and I'm sure he would approve.
Hank: These are a pretty big shoes to fill.
George and Alan couldn't figure out how to put it on,
or how to tie it.
Then I put a cookie in the bottom.
George: Put yourself in my shoe. How would you feel if there was a cookie within reach
but your mouth was too big to get it?
George: See what I mean? The shoe is on the other foot.
George waited for the other shoe to drop.
they can entertain themselves, you and US with almost nothing... i am wondering how long the shoe will last...
ReplyDeleteAWWWW
ReplyDeleteInteresting dialogue!
ReplyDeleteThis is such a darling post. I love your finding joy in the simplest acts. And what a way to honor your father to repurpose his shoes for toys for your kids.
ReplyDeleteFunny, this post makes me happy and sad all at the same time. :)
ReplyDeleteHa haa your Dad would have loved this post!
ReplyDeleteLove it!
ReplyDeletegreat fun with simple means, love the cookie at the bottom!
ReplyDeleteI saw this birdhouse the other day and when I saw your Dad's shoes, they reminded me of it. http://pinterest-daily.com/daily-inspiration/daily-inspiration-002
ReplyDeleteA wonderful story line, your dad is enjoying a good laugh! And I'm sure I heard Alan say: "Shoe fly, don't bother me". :-)
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