The Shoe Basket

We just got a new basket for collecting shoes by the back door. We aren't a "no shoes" home, we just need a place to catch all those shoes laying around. The old basket was getting kind of ratty and every time Isaiah chewed on it (which was often enough) it turned his mouth bright red from the dye.
Apparently Isaiah likes the new basket too. He can get in, but he can't get out. So I've rescued him from his happy perch on the shoes several times already this morning. Silly kid.