shoes
May 26th, 2007
we’re alone all weekend together. This is a lot of work, but only fair to Beckie shit someone should be able to go have great adventures. Lately G has seemed to sit on the dog pillow whenever she sees me getting out her shoes – the dog pillow where I often sit her down to put em on. Well, today I took off my tevas and said “shoes”, and from then on she was repeating “sussss…shubbbs…etc”. Last week or so when I took off my tevas I noticed her trying to do the same thing. She definitely has it figured out that shoes = outside = fun. damn smart human.
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[...] G liked shoes too, and enjoyed the empowerment footware provided, but Alana’s relationship to los zapatos is sublime. She understood from the start the advancements of the species shoes represent, even before she could walk. Once you get shoes on this child, she keeps them on for 14 hrs straight, the occasional baby-shoe-sock-self-entropification notwithstanding. her shoes make her a bigger more able baby. A sophistication becomes Alana when she is shodden. [...]