A beautiful sight

There are few things in this world that can make me hear the sound of angels singing as easily as a pair of beautiful new shoes. (shallow? yes indeed) But the most beautiful sight of all which heralded the most beautiful angelic chorus was this sight:

My little girl in a pair of pretty sandals.

I'm not sure if I have mentioned much here about Rosies feet and our quest for shoes for her on 3 different continents or not. Rosie has extremely narrow heels. They aren't much bigger than a mans finger which means every pair of shoes just slips right up and down as she walks. Please don't suggest a brand of shoes because as I have mentioned we have tried 3 different continents in our quest for pretty shoes but they have all failed us miserably. Child has been forced into a life of of Crocs and Keds with one pair of Nikes thrown in for good measure. None of the aforementioned shoes looks pretty with a summer dress, a Christmas dress or any stinking dress for that matter. As luck would have it Tom Boy doesn't much care for dresses but on the odd occasion where Mama says they are mandatory Crocs look horrendous with them.

When I went to get her school shoes sneakers the lady in the shop tried everything to get her in a pair of Sperry's and told me she would special order some "skinny" sandals for her and let me know when they came in. They came in a couple of weeks ago. We went on Saturday and she had 3 pairs to chose from. Dear heavens, 3 pairs that all fit. I nearly passed out from shock. Rosie was all giddy and took about a nano second to choose this pair. She is so proud of her pretty sandals and keeps telling anyone that will listen that she has sandals. She wants to wear them all the time and even wore a dress for 2 days in a row for the full affect.

 Please excuse the sand on her tootsies and the really shabby pedicure in the photo but we have just got back from a fantastic day in Naples, AKA Nipples. but more on that tomorrow. I just needed to stare at those pretty little toes and share them with my family who will probably pass out from shock as they, well most of them, have joined us in our quest for the perfect fitting shoes in the past.

They are indeed a thing of beauty. Oh my I can hear the angels singing again.

Just in case any of you have the same problem these shoes are "Jumping Jacks"