Shoes, shoes, shoes

Claire spent two days at the mall this weekend. Mom 'needed' to go brown-dress-shoe shopping for Hazel's upcoming baptism and headed to Nordstrom's on Saturday to have Claire's feet measured. Claire enjoyed the shoe department (whoo-hoo, look out dad!) and nearly knocked a little boy over trying to get his balloon. Luckily, the sales staff are ready for this type of behaviour and promptly provided Claire her very own pink balloon. She thought that was the best thing for....about 2 minutes. Then it was back to picking up Crocs. (Her summer sandals look similar to Crocs so it is possible she thinks they are her shoes)

We headed down to the Rack (thanks for the tip Sarah!) and picked up a pair of black maryjanes. Unfortunately, no brown shoes. Claire decided that she had enough of the mall and we headed back home. Lots of driving for no shoes.

Sunday mom, dad and Claire tried again at another mall. Claire played for a spell at the playground inside but was overwhelmed by the older kids bouncing off the equipment. She thought it was more fun to walk around the atrium in her stocking feet. We lucked out and found some brown shoes at the GAP since StrideRite didn't have anything that didn't have a ton of pink.

So now Claire has two pair of 'real' shoes in addition to her Joes. Gotta start her off right.