A poem for Timmy at 21 Months – State College Photographer

Have you seen my daddy’s shoes?

I wore them just the other day.

They’re shiny and they’re black,

A perfect pair for outside play.

I put brother’s in the kitchen, sister’s on the stair

Mother’s in the cellar cupboard.

But my daddy’s, oh my daddy’s shoes,

He cannot find them anywhere.

Each of my children has gone through “the shoe stage.”

Little Timmy has not been an exception.

Matt - August 19, 2010 - 10:37 pm

As the daddy (and poet’s husband) who allegedly cannot find his shoes, I concur that each of our children seem to go through a phase of trying out my shoes. Timmy, however, is the first child that I remember taking my shoes to the outdoors, which I spotted first on his feet, then found one again while mowing the grass.

omi and papa - August 19, 2010 - 11:25 pm

He’s great at climbing stairs with them as well:)

Rachael - August 20, 2010 - 9:48 am

LOL,that’s awesome!

Joan Fox - August 21, 2010 - 2:41 pm

Love it!!

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