Olivia asked me today if she could play with my "high heels". Perhaps she should have said "can I play with your shoes that are probably a little bit age-inappropriate for a 43-year-old mother of three".
Anyway, at least they are seeing some action instead of continuing to collect dust under my bed.
I'm a little sad about the wedges...I love those shoes. Can someone please get married or invite me to go dancing so I have a reason to wear them?
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