I had no intentions of getting Ippo his own pair, but I easily had a change of heart. I thought, what the heck. He will outgrow his old Havaianas in a couple of months anyway. Aside from that, I wanted to give the staff some consuelo. The lady who assisted Ippo took every kiddie flip-flop for him to try on. I give her an “A” for keeping my kid busy for at least thirty minutes.
While we were waiting for a bigger size on our final choice, I told Ippo to wear his Crocs. The child refused to wear them. “No. Ma-dumi yan.” Uh-hmm, okay, if you say so.
