We took her to the park last weekend. She obviously picked out her own shoes since I would never, and have never picked those shoes. I will only ever pick the cute shoes.
We live 2 houses from the park. When we moved here it was exciting! A park! A park that I know I can get to without getting lost! A park close enough that I won't use 87 excuses not to go to since it's too far away, too cold, too far away, too far away... okay. So maybe 2 excuses.
I also thought that I wanted to keep Oceana in blissfully unaware ignorance of the nearness of this same park. It was fine for me to know I could get there in the blink of an eye. It was not fine to get asked 30x a day to be taken to the park.
Well too bad you Dumb Mommy. You've been outsmarted. Unless I had intended to blindfold her everytime she went to park, I never had a chance.
And every day we hear, "Wanna go dah SLIIIIIDE!" And then it repeats. Again and again and again and again.
No sooner do we arrive (for the 2nd time) but this girl decides that she had mulch in her shoes. I'm quite happy for her to stop and adjust her
Ugh. I hate that I say that a lot, "You're fine!" Matt pointed out to me one day, "Obviously she's not fine, since she's telling you she's not!" *Boo* :)
And it's also helpful for her to take care of it herself. Then I get the photograph it, instead of putting down the camera to help her out.