Younger Boy took Sophie for a walk this evening.  They were running in the neighborhood and the next thing I knew Younger Boy was in the house crying.

It seems he was "just walking" down the street and his right tennis shoe (his best pair) unexplainedly went into the storm sewer.  He doesn't know.  He was just walking and the next thing it was down there.  Couldn't even see it.

We all went up to the storm sewer inlet to see if Middle Boy or I could see the shoe.  Nope...no visible shoe.

I was hoping we could buy another pair of tennis shoes in addition to the black pants and black shoes needed for his choir concert!