Oh Levi, I love your baby feet.
Your feet are going to take you places. They are going to feel all kinds of earth, be wild, sandy, dirty and free. They are going to dance all kinds of dances, jump for joy, run like the wind, stomp the ground in frustration, and stand your ground.
But for now, I’ll savor every single minute that they are curled up in my lap, dangling in the air, soft and perfect, wearing really cute little shoes…and fitting in the palm of my hand.
Because they are just too stinking cute.
🙂
Top to bottom: Matching Moccasins (the white ones are my baby ones my mom kept. Good job mom.) // Hanging on the North Shore on our neon beach blanket // Me, being Levi’s beach chair in Manhattan Beach // Up close after trying to make a footprint in the sand.