The Swede and I have both recently been shopping for some fancy new shoes, having a fancy-shoes-required event coming up and all. We went looking for his on a lunch break and I got some mom practice in, running back and forth between The Swede and the saleslady with different pairs and different sizes. I skipped pinching the toe to make sure there's room to grow, though, since I'm pretty sure he's all done. At least I hope so. Fancy shoes aren't cheap so these need to last. See, I sound like a mom already.
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