proof in the picture

dear finding baby shoes and blankets and tiny t-shirts diary,

going through all that shit in the basement is fun, but it's making me cry. i had to call prince william and tell him all the stuff i found and i found a bunch. the little leather eastland shoes made me burst out in tears. i fucking couldn't take it. i remember both the boys wearing them. i don't care if that kid comes out a boy or a girl or by gawd, one of both, that little shit will wear them shoes everytime it comes here. iffin i had my way, the little fucker would come out and put them right on, then wear them on home, even though they'd be a bit big for a while, eventually they would fit. i fucking love them shoes and i want a pair. but they just don't look right for big people, i have seen them. it is hard finding little shoes for people who are big now. those shoes no longer fit the feet for who they were bought for, yet i still have them. i will always have them. i am crying again because the feet of my children are large and i could not stop this. but i can prove they were little once.