Every girl has to have a pair of ruby slippers.
She loves them.
She can put them on all by HERSELF.
(doing things by herself is all she ever wants to do now)
But, she's outgrown them, yet she still manages to squeeze her feet into them even if it means screaming some and making grunting noises. The girl loves her shoes.
I love having a girl.
I don't know why I was so scared to have one?
She has her daddy wrapped around her little finger.
Life is good.