I was drying my hair this morning when I heard "clunk" pause "clunk" pause "clunk" pause. For the life of me, I couldn't identify that sound. I looked down and laughed until I cried. M found ONE of my ONE pair of heels and was clunking around upstairs in them. "Shoe, Mommy!"
Yes, angel darling...I've passed along the curse of only being able to find one of the damn pair of shoes when you need them!
(Please excuse my strong language.)
2 comments:
Hahahaha!!! I love it.
Whenever we can't find our shoes, we check KayTar's room. She has a bit of an obsession. She's always wobbling along in someone's shoes.
Damn that curse! LOL, you've apparently also passed the love of shoes.
At my house the boys hide one of my shoes now and then...just for their enjoyment.
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