In a recent post, I talked about how the boys aren’t babies anymore. Sadly, here’s further proof.
Their first pair of real shoes. Shoes that go outside. Shoes that can walk on wet ground. Shoes you can kick stuff with. Big boy shoes.
Papa brought them to the nearby high school field (with artificial turf) so they could take their new clodhoppers out for a whirl. I think they’re getting the hang of it.
1 | Gram
Ouuuu, qu’ils sont beaux mes petits jumeaux ADORÉS. Gram s’ennuie beaucoup de vos sourires, votre odeur, votre joie de vivre, etc., etc. 
Thank Gord for Sweet Extract ! From so (too) far away, I can see and follow you “in progress” 
“Wow, a whole field for the two of you ?” Papa, es-tu en train de nous familiariser avec un terrain style “Florida Gators” ?
Waiting for more, every day ;0
Bisous x4
xoxoxoxo
