I have made so many pairs of these over the years, but always for grownups: friends, husbands (current and ex) and self. These adorable clog slippers for the Boogedy were the most fun. They knit up Really fast…two days on the bus. I was so impatient during the felting process. They sat in my dish drainer overnight to dry out.
The Boogedy is unimpressed, as he is with all footwear. We tried showing him that mom and dad both have slippers. (the answer was NO: “nu-nu-nu!”). We called them “shoes” one of is favorite words (“shu-es? shu-es?”)–no. We said they were socks (sahs?), but he just didn’t buy it.
Zach then did what we used to have to do when putting on shoes of any kind. Shoving them on, then suspending him an inch above the floor and making him “run” throughout the house chasing the dog. This elicited giggles, and temporary forgetfulness of the shu-es. However, as soon as the fun stopped, those slippers had to come RIGHT OFF. We’ll try again everyday until he loves them as much as we love ours, or he becomes cognizant that we have cold hard wood floors.