He has not stopped jumping, admiring them, and asking when he can go to school to show them to Barrett since we got home from the store. He carefully placed them them next to his bed for his afternoon rest. He colored a picture of them. He took several photos of them with my phone (below). As I read him a story this afternoon, he interjected "I wish my hands lit up" while staring wistfully at his hands.
His obsession with these god-awful shoes is so endearing I am finding them less and less ugly as the day goes on.
Looking in the mirror
Andrew Wearing His Light Up Shoes: A Self Portrait
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