While we were in California, we were wandering around La Jolla and Parker saw a pair of shoes she's been wanting forever. I've been putting her off, but since school was starting, I figured ok.
You don't wear socks that show with these kind of shoes, and since Parker's feet are about as delicate as a rose petal, there was a frantic search (by Bob - I was ill and couch-ridden) on the sunday before school started for just the exact right pair of teeny tiny socks for Parker to wear with her new shoes. NOT wearing her new cool shoes on the first day of school was NOT an option. He came home empty handed, but called around and finally found a store that carried them. So for the first day of school, we lubed up her feet with a non-chafing stick that runners use, and I went to fetch the socks while she was at school.
"Canoe" socks. Two flavors.
All is now well with her shoes and socks....but those tiny socks are about the size of a walnut when they're all balled up in the laundry and it's just a matter of time before they all disappear and the quest will start over. I'm hoping by that time the weather will be cooler and she will have moved on to boots.













