After the haircut we went to Harry's Shoes to find a pair of shoes that Olin can wear in the water fountains across the street. We landed on navy Crocs just like Grandpa Greg's Crocs (only much smaller)! We had another sweet lady help us find the perfect shoes for him and little mister was so cute and charming that she gave him a red balloon, which he loved.
I love this guy so much… he gives me hugs when I ask for them, laughs at all of my jokes like I am the funniest person he has ever met and only wants his mommy when he gets hurt. Today I wish that time would stop and Olin would stay like this forever… I have felt (and said) this many times over the past 20 months, but today I really really mean it. How did I ever get so lucky?








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