I had some trouble putting on Wrig's shoes the other day (well, not just the other day. I often get them on the wrong feet, but that's another story ...). Her shoes seemed a little tight. We were walking around downtown, and I told Christie that I thought Wrig might need new shoes soon. So Mom said ...
M: Wrig, do your feet hurt?
W: Uh-huh.
M: Where?
W: My toes.
M: Daddy thinks you might need new shoes. Do you think you need new shoes?
W: Let's change my shoes right now.
M: We don't have any other shoes with us right now.
W: Well ... we could change my feet ...
Sunday, June 20, 2004
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