It is a sad, sad day in the Felker household. Drew's beloved fake blue crocs have broken. He has a black pair and a red pair, but these blue ones are so close to his heart. Edward and I brought them home to him as a souvenir when we took a trip to Montreal, Canada in July 2007. They came from a cheap-o touristy store, and were about $4 American Dollars. I'm not exaggerating when I say I think he's worn them at least once a day every day since then. His first pair of fake crocs never came off his feet. They were his play shoes, church shoes, running shoes, summer shoes, winter shoes, etc., and he was even known to sleep in them and take a bath in them. Because of the bright blue (or at least they were bright at one time) color, we had to show tough love with him and told him he couldn't wear these to church. After many, many showdowns, he now knows he is expected to wear "normal" church shoes.
He came to me yesterday afternoon with the sad news that he accidentally broke them. Considering I felt slobber on the strap, I think he was absent-mindedly biting on it while watching TV when it broke.
About 15 minutes later I heard sobs coming from upstairs. I went in to check on him, and with tears streaming down his cheeks, he said, "Those were my favorite ones!" After much consoling, I told him we could go look on ebay for some new ones. He agreed, only if we could find the exact ones. We searched, and a brand new pair of green crocs caught his eye. We put a bid in, and so far so good. We'll know tomorrow if we get them.