My mom used to get mad at me when I'd wear her high heels as a kid. That's why I find it so funny to catch her wearing my daughter's Crocs.
Little K insisted on prancing around in my mom's high heels the other day. Did my mom even gripe? No way. Grandparents play by a different set of rules, I'm told. That's interesting because my mom used to tell me that I couldn't play in her heels because I'd break my ankle. Perhaps Little K is more talented than me. That wouldn't surprise me either. I say, wear whatever shoes make you feel GREAT.
Until the next nap time...
