Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Rosie decides to wear my dress shoes: It's a struggle. She wears a toddler size 8, and those shoes are a woman's size 9 (shut up. I have big feet to counterbalance my forward projections). A few minutes later, Rosie gives up and comes crying to me. There's nothing like tears of frustration. I love it when my kids run to me for hugs!


Blogger Grandma K said...

She is SO cute!

10:19 AM  

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