Our more recent adventure is in footware, discovered all on her own. I tried to avoid inducing the great love affair with shoes and heels as long as I could, but it was as if it had already known her by name. My sweet Pumpkin walked around like only a Pumpkin could in mommy's heels...walked, being the operative word. More like schlepped giant snow-heels thru the seemingly thick medium-pile.
Here we are, putting on the first of many, I'm sure, heels to come. Very wobbly, yet determined -atta girl! Never let unsure footing deter you from a great pair, Pumpkin!
You can just see the glee from her super shapely little legs come forth on her face! I think she mostly liked being "so tall" in them, however.
And here we are coming back around the hallway again. The heel mark lines she made in the carpet were her "tracks" for her animal safari we were on suddenly...gotta love a girl who won't say no to great shoes, even in the most uncertain of foreign, high heeled conditions.
We just discovered the wonderful noise the shoes make when dragged across a hard surface! Glad she knows her limits, too. Pumpkin didn't let go of the wall at any point while wearing her new duds.
Oh the places she'll go wearing her "safari shoes" -I'm waiting a few more years to break it to her: boys are the real animals she'll have to fend off in her transition from Big Girl to Lady, and the real hunt is discovering what a wonderful person she is already! Mommy will always protect her, though...notice the socks keeping her from the harsh reality of hard earned blisters?
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