Shoooo!

My wife was out planting some new plants in her pots, and Troy was keeping her company. True to his nature, he was getting into everything and exploring every inch of the yard. At one point, he headed around the corner of the house where we have the hose. Because the grass won’t grow there, the bare dirt tends to get muddy when my wife is using the hose, so we put stones down to walk on.

Troy suddenly came around the house, crying to my wife, and she asked him what was wrong. He said, “my shooo!” Stunned, she asked to clarify, “Did you say ‘my shoe’?” And he repeated it, “my shooo!” So, she said, “Show me.” And Troy sped off around the house and pointed at a gap between the walking stones where his little gray shoe was indeed wedged between them.