Boots

So, in an attempt to allow Jack's calluses to heal, I hid the boots. For the majority of the day Thursday, this is what I heard:

"Boots, where arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrre you?!"

or

"Where my boots go?" (with his little arms up in a questioning stance)

It was literally breaking my heart.  I caved - I just couldn't take his sad little face anymore.  He was so elated to be reunited with his Toy Story boots:)

He might just have to have a worker's hands when he gets older!