Or the Fashion Police. But see, what had happened was, the day before we left for our trip, the Bear saw his little sandals when I was packing his things and he wanted to wear them.

But they haven’t really broken in and they give him blisters on his toes, so I have to pair them with socks.

And I would normally cover up something as egregious as this with long trousers, but he had this funky rash on his legs and I wanted to keep an eye on it.

And…if your kid is happy and comfy in what he’s wearing, it doesn’t matter if the Fashion Police have a warrant out for your arrest…