I know I have mentioned Bianca's obsession for accessories. It has only gotten worse. If there is a purse, scarf, or pair of shoes within reach, she will sport it. She brings me her shoes first thing in the morning to put on, and I usually have to pry them off her screaming, rigid body at night. No exageration there. Take away this girls' shoes or purse and be ready for a tantrum like you have NEVER seen before.
So, I buy her these darling black patent leather shoes for her christmas dress. When I pull them out of the box, she literally starts shaking. Her little fists balled up, and her face turned red as she ran towards me with pure excitement.
And they didn't fit.
I knew I was in trouble.
She refused to let me take them off, and I wasn't in the mood for a fight (so of course I grabbed my camera to document the fiasco). Look at her chubster feet bulging out of those shoes...poor girl.
She proceeded to wear the shoes for about 30 minutes, in complete pain. She was walking around sobbing, and limping, but refused to let the discomfort get in the way of those black, shiny beauties.
If she could talk, I think she would have been saying something like "Maybe mom, if I don't bend my legs while I walk, it won't hurt so much."
"Wait, that's NOT helping...come on mom, why does it have to hurt so bad to be beautiful"
"I can't. take. another. step. Please, help me!"
"Ahhh, there's the ticket. If I don't walk, it does't hurt...then I can wear them ALL day long. Phew, glad I figured that out."
It's okay Bianca, we all sacrifice for that perfect pair of shoes...