Every night when mommy comes home, she takes her shoes off and leaves them near the door. I immediately run up and try her shoes on. Despite her efforts to lure me away from her shoes and her attempts to discourage me from walking in them, I've gotten very good at walking in 3" heels! Here I am trying on mommy's shoes and... oops! Well, at least I managed to maintain my grasp on her BlackBerry. It's the important things, you know.
