Baby's Got Brand New Shoes...

I'm sitting here in my "office" (ha! anyone who has been here knows it's my living room with a makeshift desk area), eating SmartFood Popcorn (b/c nothing satisfies me before bed like a little white cheddar powder), and blogging about my baby boy growing up. Overall, it's a sad situation...

So Hunter has been showing interest in standing and walking. And when I say "showing interest" I mean he flaps his arms like little pterodactyl wings and screeches while attempting to pull himself up and stand for 2 seconds. It's humorous and adorable and --dare I say-- pathetic at times but it's also yet another sign that my baby is turning toddler on me and I best prepare myself. 

Since I can't emotionally prepare myself (AKA don't want to) I have taken to buying him big boy shoes. I'll admit. I was once the shoe snob single woman who said she'd never buy her child a pair of character shoes. That was before I saw a little girl screaming bloody murder at Target b/c they were out of Hello Kitty sandals in her size. Upon closer look, I too wanted the pink sparkly sandals and attempted to fit my too-big-for-my-height-Fred-Flinstone-foot into a Girl's size 13 sandal in front of this girl and her mother. It wasn't my proudest moment but I felt the little girl's pain. Anyhoo -- tangent -- I found the CUTEST pair of character shoes ever. 

The picture doesn't do them justice. They're 

black suede New Balance sneakers and the tongue is fuzzy cookie-monster material (you know what i mean if you watch Sesame Street). I heart them! And I am determined to stuff Hunter's chubby little baby foot into a pair by the time he's walking. 

I also made a few other purchases...a pair of Navy & Green leather Pumas (like this but different in every way)

baby blue shearling booties,

 Ugg's Baby Boy Boot 

(which is appropriately called "Boo" - my nickname for Hunter), and some Merrel Snow Boots

 (not that he'll be walking in the snow anytime soon but I wanted to be ready in case he went straight from arm-flapping to snow-angels.) I also thought I should invest in some Pedipeds in case Hunter decides (like he did with hand-clapping and waving) that walking and crawling are not for him. In that case, I am prepared to hire someone to just pick him up at his beck and call because his 24lb booty is getting too heavy for me to keep hauling around!