You make me smile today. Genuine Smile

Well son this actually happened a week or two ago. It’s only now I have the time to write it down. Nevertheless, every time I think about it, I smile at myself and feel a genuine excitement.
We were in the small playground, the one in our street. You wanted to play in the area for bigger kids, I believe that’s where you feel more challenged and excited. So you crawled in the elevated (it’s in fact at my shoulder level) tunnel, “counted” the balls hanging on the bars and ran around the maze and small bridge as I stood below watching, guarding your every step. Then I carried you to the slide. This one has rope-steps so it’s actually impossible for you to go up without my help. Even if you are just ten kilos, after several times of lifting you up, my arms did scream. But they were outdone by your jovial mood. So I had to continue carrying you to the top of the slide and after three counts, I said go! And down you went, son…
Then we did it again, but after 1, 2, 3 go, and more, you just looked at me strangely. I cooed you to go down. And you were there on top, holding on to the sides of the slide, one leg stretched, the other bent. Strange look on your face. “Go David!” I said. “Go!” In a transparent moment you looked at me and said: “My shoes!”
For a second there I was tongue-tied. Complete, comprehensible phrase. I came to you and saw that your left shoe got stuck at the corner of the slide.