He thought they were kind of funny and kept kicking his feet around.
We also stopped in at Old Navy to get him some jeans. While we were there he got a big balloon. That was pretty much the entertainment for the entire night from then on out. It came on a stick which he loved, but I was afraid he would poke himself in the eye or something so I took the stick off, much to his dismay.
I also got a video of him chasing his balloon around the house. Yes, that is him squeaking!