We were packing and Canaan wanted to try on my rain boots.  

 Uh oh!

It's pretty hard to keep your balance in ginormous boots!

Meanwhile, we bought Canaan his own pair of plastic, $3 rain boots after a weekend of mud and rain at the YouthWorld retreat center, El Refugio. We constantly have at least 2 pair of his shoes (he only has 3) drying in the laundry area from all his puddle jumping so the boots seemed smart. But so far Canaan HATES them. We put them on him and he immediately started kicking his feet, walking funny, and saying "Halp. Off. Halp. Peeease. Halp. No." We left him in them, hoping he'd get used to them. Instead he toddled down the stairs to the terrace and spent ten minutes there prying them off his feet.