cimorene

got up early to buy l. a new pair of black shoes at wal-mart for talent show performance by her school step team. she left telling us she needed a new one until midnight last night (literally).

fab.

this is how it worked:

me: what size?
l: 5.5.

so i bought 5.5 and then she whined that they're too small because if she stomps, they squish her toes. 'i can't wear them,' she whined.

so mom is going to buy her another pair immediately after school today.

i never learn to stop being nice to the little sleaze-ball.

p.s.: please check your punctuation. misplaced commas cause some of us pain. ::looks accusingly at supposedly-literate members of