Then one day I was lamenting about the unworn and fabulous boots to a friend, who offered to give it whirl. She wrestled Norah for a while. And, then, made a disovery. Her feet wouldn't go all the way in because of the large chunk of wadded up paper in the toe. Duh. Right. That would have been the first thing I should have looked at, you're thinking. Well. It didn't occur to me to check that because I'd assumed that Avery wore them. I should have known better since some of the clothes we got still have tags on them.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
These boots were made for walking
Then one day I was lamenting about the unworn and fabulous boots to a friend, who offered to give it whirl. She wrestled Norah for a while. And, then, made a disovery. Her feet wouldn't go all the way in because of the large chunk of wadded up paper in the toe. Duh. Right. That would have been the first thing I should have looked at, you're thinking. Well. It didn't occur to me to check that because I'd assumed that Avery wore them. I should have known better since some of the clothes we got still have tags on them.
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Love the pigtails!
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