I hate the fact that I can now no longer identify the owners of girls' shoes in my house based on size.
...and yes, I have now officially had the experience of grabbing a pair of flip-flops, heading out the door, and realizing - whilst marching up the aisles of the supermarket - that I am wearing my daughter's shoes.
This is so wrong.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
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