This morning, one of Ollie's little cordueroy booties (they're so cute) came off as he was cruising around the ottoman in the living room.
Mike said, "Ollie, where's your shoe?"
Ollie stopped walking, looked around, spotted the bootie, dropped to a crawl, crawled over to it, and picked it up!
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