Okay, so. The three littlest kids have worn their school shoes out. No, really. It’s an embarrassment every morning. So, school starts back tomorrow, plus we have a family thing this weekend. I was pushed over the edge by the amalgamation of stressful events and I went shoe shopping. Diva and I have shoes, but we also got two pairs each as a reward for not killing the little people while shoe shopping. She shopped for herself while I aided the munchkins and then she helped them while I shopped for me. I ended up with a cute pair of three-inch heels, suitable for every day wear, and my first pair of adult boots: knee-high, black, and flat.

In case you have never shoe shopped for 5 people at once, this is what 10 shoe boxes look like, stacked up on a couch.

See that Hello Kitty box? Yeah, those aren’t mine. But I am going to the mall next week, and they will have the size 5 that I need. And then I will have Hello Kitty shoes. I am totally wearing them with jeans and a ponytail. I may even smack some gum and blow bubbles.