All in a Row

Owen got a new pair of shoes today. We stopped at Kohl's on our way home from a few hours of jump-around with Owen's friend Matthew at a local inflatables place called Monkey Joe's. Owen was in serious need of new shoes. Not because his feet are completely growing out of them, but because that kid is hard on his shoes. His old ones were busting at the seams in at least three places. The last pair were retired when a hole appeared in one of the soles. Boys.

Tonight before bed, Owen came jogging downstairs after storytime and requested his shoes, so he could get dressed in the morning before breakfast, he reasoned. In our house, that's typically an post-breakfast activity. But, he obviously was excited about his new shoes.

When I came up to bed tonight, I saw that Owen had set out all his clothes for tomorrow. They are all laid out on his floor, in a line, in the order he will need them. Underwear, pants, long-sleeved shirt, t-shirt, socks, shoes. It was so cute, I had to go back downstairs to share with Jon. And then I had to blog about it, too, of course.