I think one can never have enough Chuck Taylors. I have four pairs, but would have one in every color if the closet or your father allowed. Before you were even born you were the proud owner of a navy pair bought for you by your nana. She put a cute, polka dot ribbon in one, saying we’d use those as shoelaces if you were a girl. After you were born, Aunt Nancy and Cousin Ali bought you a pink pair that you’ve been rocking all through the summer and fall. I, coincidentally, have the exact same pink pair; I’ve had them for years. Your pink pair are getting a little tight on you and soon won’t be able to fit, so I had your dad take a picture of us in our matching shoes.

Momma and baby Converse