Since we live on a farm where the children run through fields, woods, work with goats and chickens, (and of course play hard) they tend to be hard on clothes and shoes. Especially the boys. After getting them new shoes, it seems like no time at all, and they come to me like this:
I think the time Hewitt came to me with his shoes falling apart was my favorite:
How did he actually use them like that?
But then the other day Indigo came to me saying she needed new ones as well:
I guess going through shoes fast is just part of living on a farm!