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Shoes say alot about people. When they are lived in and loved, the show every stomp in the mud, every pebble stepped on and every dirt road they ran on. When I look at brandons shoes,I think " Wow, where did the time go?" It really seems like just the other day, I was in the hospital holding him for the first time thinking how tiny his little feet were. 6 years later, Im taking pictures of his shoes with now his little sister, Halle. This picture reminds me of all the fun things we do in our shoes as a child. The more worn out, the better life those shoes had. I can only imagine if I were a shoe, I would want to be the dirtest, most lived in shoe and I know I would have some tales to tell...