I got new shoes the other day. Niko was very excited to have these awesome new toys to play with.

Nikola discovers my new shoes in the kitchen.

Niko starts moving the shoes around, creating order from chaos.

The shoes are a train. Did you know that? TOOT TOOOOOOOOOOT.

Niko has a promising career shoe-ing people.

He lined the shoes up in front of my feet. Sort of.
Then he remembered that he had his OWN new shoes to play with and tried to put them on.

One foot jammed in the wrong shoe, the other about to jam in.

Who knew putting on shoes was such hard work?

Second try at putting on shoes (on the wrong feet)

He gave up, I put shoes on him.
His original shoe fell off and he got upset and gave up. There was throwing. I put his shoes on the correct feet and he scampered off, then insisted I put his hat on his head and started putting his favorite toys in his diaper bag. OBVIOUSLY it was time to go someplace! Sadly, we were unable to leave the house.

Betrayed by the door!
Nesko’s key had snapped in half while he was unlocking the door, and he was borrowing my key. I had no way of locking up the house to leave. (I still don’t, he’s still borrowing the keys, he got copies of my keys made and NONE of them work. NONE. N.O.N.E. Not even one. Frustrating!)

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