just like his momma

In the winter, a true Texoman girl {or is it Texhoman, my husband has me questioning} has footwear that consists of only cowboy boots and UGGS.

That's it. That's all you need to survive the chill { or the arctic tundra I currently live in}. While on subject, let me point out that if you see me in PA wearing my cowboy boots, you need not look at me like I stepped out of a John Wayne movie.

I'm from Texoma. It's part of our etiquette to wear cowboy boots. Those naughty stares you throw at my vintage boots are unneccessary and only make me think of how silly YOU look NOT wearing them.

Yee flippy haw, y'all.

Uggs. In continuation...

One of my dearest, Miss Laura, sent Hudson his first pair of Baby Uggs. I think Baby Crab looks so handsome and North Pole-ish, like he could guide you thru a blizzard with some sled dogs.

I just don't know that I've seen a such a thing cuter than a sweet tiny in some knitted Uggs.

Thank you so much Laura for gifting Hudson with such a thoughtful and precious gift.