birthday shoes
I keep clicking them together and saying, “There’s no place like home. There’s no place like home.” And when I open my eyes, I’m still standing in my own living room on my own carpet. Guess I’m home. But I sure do miss all those munchkins in TOP (that other place). The shoes sure LOOKED magical. Thanks Wannie!
7 Comments
April 7, 2009 at 2:06 pm
Keep on clicking, Honey! We will, too. (Click for you, that is)!!
April 11, 2009 at 6:04 am
Alright!! Now we can be twins — or triplets…I’m assuming Annie has some. Does Bek have them? We can be quadruplets!!! Wow! Maybe they *are* magic and will bring us all together at Granny’s house one day for a picture!
April 11, 2009 at 6:32 am
Click! Click! Click!
May 1, 2009 at 5:34 am
Hey Ante Pasta!!! Wherefore art thou? Is that “West of Paris” in the pic at the top of your blog? Love you!!!!
May 1, 2009 at 11:52 am
Bucer’s, young Dziew!
May 1, 2009 at 11:53 am
Did I just write something really bad in Polish?
May 4, 2009 at 4:11 pm
I can’t believe I’ve been so out of it that I’ve missed all these posts; it’s time for me to get busy on my own! But back to yours – I’m trying not to be envious of your shoes, and apparently Kate’s and who know who else has them. They (not identical) were on my birthday wish list. I’m glad you got some!
Way to go, Annie!