Shoes

The girl loves her some shoes. She will rummage through our shoe basket almost on a daily basis and put them on her tiny feet (albeit fat feet but yet tiny at the same time). Often times she will then attempt to open the front door because "shoes on" means "bye bye". She's getting pretty good at walking in them too. Though she did learn a valuable lesson the other day while wearing her daddy's flip flops. She learned that attempting to escape the sight of the big scary vacuum while dragging a pair of men's size 12 on her feet is not an easy task. Anyway, here are some recent pictures and video of her in my shoes. I guess she is taking the saying "you should try walking in my shoes" literally.

Informing daddy that she's got shoes on and she's ready to go bye bye



Attempting to escape (doesn't she look snazzy in daddy's undershirt and my flip flops?)


Frustrated because putting shoes on didn't buy her a ticket out of here