After four kids, ten moves and nearly two decades, we are still blissfully in love (most of the time) and I found myself back in the state I was born and raised in. It has definitely been a journey. In fact, on our 18th anniversary we pulled the last of our stuff up over the pass and into Montana, leaving our surprise love, Idaho, behind. But Montana is a great place. The last best place according to some. And we fully intend to explore as much of it as we can! Join us on our continued adventure through life, love and other stuff that comes with it.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Starting her early

I'm pretty particular about my shoes. I require comfortable. I require practical. I think I missed my window to "train" for shoes that have 6" heels.

My three-year-old, though. She just requires . . . well . . . I don't know. But she's working on making that window.

They don't even fit.

Or match her dress.

But if you could see her face, she's pretty thrilled.

Sometimes I wonder about her.


Billye said...

I know she didn't get those at this Grandma's house.

Lana said...

LOL! How cute! Those shoes are almost as tall as her knees!