Monday, October 6, 2008
It was time for a family photo again. My daughter had outgrown any nice clothes she had, so I took her shopping.
Growing up with three brothers means she isn't exactly much of a girly-girl.
As we walked through the store, she saw something. "Oh, look mommy! Nice shoes!"
I smiled and looked. Cute. They were little slippers with baubles on them. Warm fuzzy thoughts began to fill my head.... "isn't it nice to just go shopping with my daughter...."
Then she continued in her excited voice, "because, Mommy, if you were wearing those shoes and playing war, and you ran out of bullets; you could just pull those round things off the shoes and throw them!"
(that was the sound of my warm fuzzy bubble popping)