Norah loves, nay, is obsessed with shoes. From the second she wakes up to the second she goes to bed, she insists on wearing shoes. This has presented a bit of a problem seeing as she only has two pair of shoes and she tends to misplace them. So yesterday she magically found two shoes from when she was 6 months old. Not two matching shoes, mind you, just two shoes. Luckily one was for her right foot, and the other for her left. Unluckily, they did not fit. One was a yellow polk-a-dot flip flop in which her toes and heel hung on the edges, and the other was a tiny cloth shoe for a pre-walking child. She wore this combination all day without complaint. Just goes to show, women learn early on that beauty truly is pain.
So today we decided shoes might be something we should buy our daughter. We took her to Target and walked into the shoe department. She immediately shed the shoes she was wearing and started pointing to every shoe in the isle asking, "yes? yes? yeah? yeah?" We bought three new pair.
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