You are 1.5 years old (well, almost). It's summer and you have discovered and falling in love with water, getting wet and swimming. Being a Brooklyn raised kid the parks seem to be decked with water play equipment. EVERY SINGLE park has some sort of water contraption that looks like a piece of art when first spotting it. But, when the weather is hot, the sun beats down and voila the water sprouts. We got you crocs to go with your new love of water. Although, I was hesitant in investing in such wear (coming from a fashion background I saw no need) but as you splashed around in the parks and your sneaks were not drying in time for your next romp I knew it was my time to invest and take the plunge into the world of crocdom. I'm glad I did. They dry in seconds. You climb well in them and if I do say so myself you actually Rock those crocs. Kudos~ I think you even get a lot of compliments while sporting them. Your bestie Isaac wears them too. You guys certainly look sharp when trolling the park together in your green crocs looking for the next patch of water to dive into.
While you soak in the sun and the water sprinkles your tan skin you laugh, run real fast and chase kids around. Always the bigger one and the craziest ones are your absolute favorite. Yesterday a nice relaxed calm boy wanted to befriend you. You had no interest even though you shared bubbles with him. It wasn't until the kids running and screaming with squirt guns in hand did you decide to take notice and join in on their fun. You, like your peers, started to scream loud Loud LOUD and then run. They were bigger. You were smaller. You were slow but still were able to keep up. They liked you. You liked them. Together you laughted. Then a beauty caught your eye with her straw hat and frilly suit. She ran. You chased her. She ran. You ran after her. She cried and you said "Muah!" (because you're such a nice boy-ha!) Regardless you made friends, you had fun and the water this summer has certainly become your thing. Perhaps swimmer will be in your future of things to become.
LOVE YOU BUG!
You are 1.5 years old (well, almost). It's summer and you have discovered and falling in love with water, getting wet and swimming. Being a Brooklyn raised kid the parks seem to be decked with water play equipment. EVERY SINGLE park has some sort of water contraption that looks like a piece of art when first spotting it. But, when the weather is hot, the sun beats down and voila the water sprouts. We got you crocs to go with your new love of water. Although, I was hesitant in investing in such wear (coming from a fashion background I saw no need) but as you splashed around in the parks and your sneaks were not drying in time for your next romp I knew it was my time to invest and take the plunge into the world of crocdom. I'm glad I did. They dry in seconds. You climb well in them and if I do say so myself you actually Rock those crocs. Kudos~ I think you even get a lot of compliments while sporting them. Your bestie Isaac wears them too. You guys certainly look sharp when trolling the park together in your green crocs looking for the next patch of water to dive into. 
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