I'd never have dressed my daughter in a pair of manly, blue boots. But she was my first child and received many frivolous benefits as such; including fury pink boots.
Little Oliver is my third and I've become very practical over the last 5 years, so buying new boots for his growing feet seemed foolish when we had a perfectly good pair in the garage. And yesterday he was thrilled to stomp around the snow in them, confident and proud.
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