Teeny tiny vans

I realised the other day that Luka has not had his feet measured for some time; has been wearing a succession of Noah's (lovely and sturdy and still in good nick) old shoes. So, we went with Gordon up to Edinburgh, dropped him at work and then (waiting the extra 13 minutes) got a double decker into town. Such glee and excitement "oh mummy it's sooo bumpy," "ooooh look, look there's another double decker riiiight behind us" and so on. All at full volume. We got off and Rohan realised she'd left her jumper on the bus. She waved to the driver who, unbelievably let her back on to get it.
So we got Luka some little vans. I was hoping for the similar but vastly reduced ones from the sale rail, but unfortunately his wee feet were too chubby, much as I tried to pull the velcro over. The lady said no.
So skater boy it is. Cute though.