But this week he figured out that he could walk in my shoes and some of Alex's. I was sitting in the living room visiting with my cousins Randy and Erin and I hear this clomping noise coming at me. Zach has walked in my black flats, while drinking his milk, all the way from the back of the house to the front. He was a sight to see.
Moral of the story - don't try to take off your shoes in my house unless Zach is not wearing shoes. You will be sorry my friends.