So, Gabbie needed new shoes. Which was obvious when we could not find any shoes for her to wear to Wal Mart on Monday. Lovely. So we went to Wal Mart, Gabbie barefoot, and looked for shoes.
As soon as we were in the shoe aisle, Gabbie saw them, "Dora shoes, Dora shoes!" Oh great. I should have done this without her. Purple Dora shoes, covered with all things Dora, big bulky sneakers that I have always hated with a passion. I should have taken a picture of the bottom of the shoe, it has a huge Dora and her name on the bottom. I can just imagine all the Dora footprints running around out there. I did convince Gabbie, however, to also get a pretty pair of pink shoes to wear to Holy Holy Place, which is what she calls BSF and church. Why, oh why, did she have to become obsessed with Dora?
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