if the shoe fits...

I have about ten pairs of shoes (pair, pairs?). About five of those are considered nice enough to actually wear in public. I was a bit jealous surprised to find that Little Sister has twelve pairs of shoes and all of them are cute, stylish, and she actually wears them. (In my own defense, four of the pairs are hand-me-downs.) I love looking at shoes for her. And she's no help. The moment we turn down the shoe aisle at the store I hear "SHOES!!!!! Shoes on!" She struggles to take off the shoes currently on her feet so she can try on new ones. This isn't learned behavior, the girl just loves shoes.

Lest you think I'm wasteful, only one pair of these shoes cost more than $10 and they were for Easter and I couldn't find any white dress shoes for any less. The majority were about $5 each. How can I not buy a pair of cute shoes when they cost less than a trip to Carl's Jr (and don't contribute to childhood obesity)?

I already have in mind a couple of pairs of shoes that I'd like for her to have, but luckily the store has been out of her size each time I've gone. These cute little rubber clogs from Payless have been calling my name (and hers...she tries to wear Little Boy's blue ones) and she must have pink cowgirl boots this winter.

Maybe I live a little vicariously through Little Sister. I've accepted this and I'm okay with it: I'd love to be in her shoes!