Our little girl outgrew her summer sandals all to quickly, so we headed to the store today to look for some new shoes. Most of the "girl" shoes sported rhinestones or sequins, and their pretty white exteriors would look grungy after about two seconds at the playground. Since Joy's mama is usually more interested in practicality than fashion, we ended up buying . . .
. . . some sensible brown shoes. From the "boy" section.
And yes, I am aware that I will only be able to get away with this for a few more months. Before I know it, Joy will probably refuse to wear anything but the sparkly "girl" shoes with tiara-bearing Disney characters on them. Ah well--to each her own, right?