After the park, we decided to walk along Newbury Street. About 7 blocks into our walk, we looked down, and...
one shoe was missing. We retraced out steps, but no luck...the shoe was just plain gone. So we got about 3 hours of use out of our purchase.
The next day, Lilia called Jason at work, and asked, "where are Ethans shoes?" Jason explained the story of the missing sandal, but she said, "no, I mean his regular shoes". Jason told her that he thought they were somewhere in the apartment. She spent several hours looking, to no avail. Then she had an idea. Recently, Ethan has been tossing things into our trash can, which sits in our kitchen. We had taken out the trash that morning. Lilia got the janitor to open the trash chute, found our garbage bag, and sifted through it. Inside the trash, she found not only Ethan's shoes, but also one of his sippy cups and a toy! He had thrown them all away when we weren't looking over the weekend!!
I never would have thought to look in the trash, but I am sure glad that Lilia was able to rescue his shoes!
Love the story!!
ReplyDeleteThat's a story to tell him when he's grown. Glad you found them in time! That would have really stunk (and not just from the garbage).
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