Boots!

And I'm not talking that funny little monkey on Dora either. I'm talking Kells' winter boots. We got him lovely Columbia snow boots at Value Village. They are practially brand new with wool popping out the seams, on purpose. Big clunky rubber soles and Kells is in love with them. First thing he does when he wakes up is run around his room yelling Boots!! All day long he walks around pronouncing "My boots." We're working on potty training and today I sat him on the toilet and he wouldn't even wipe his imaginary excrement without wearing his boots. He freaked out until I put them on him. These apparently have magical powers. And occassionally he'll put them on the right feet.