The Shoes Were Early!

Almost two weeks ago we went to Metrotown so Benjamin could see the dinosaur bones on exhibit there.

 

After our T-Rex experience, we thought we'd go to the second happiest place on earth, at least for our kids--The Disney Store (Okay, it's probably more like the 8th happiest place, but it does make them pretty happy to see all the Disney stuff).

Ever since our trip to Disneyland in February, Janae and Ben have talked about going back--almost every day. It's to the point where when Janae says her bedtime prayers, she always says, "Please bless us that we can go to Disneyland tomorrow to see the princesses." I'm not sure what to do about that one. . . .

 

Anyway, I was thinking that The Disney Store might be a good place to pick up a small gift to give Janae when her little sister is born. After exercising extreme self-control and bypassing the very high-priced Princess dresses, I decided on a pair of sparkly pink Sleeping Beauty shoes that were 25 percent off (so down to only about twice as much as you'd expect a reasonable person to pay for such a thing).

I bundled the shoes up in the Princess shopping bag I'd received and put them into my hospital bag--to be opened when Janae came to meet her new little rival.

Every day, though, something has happened to tempt me to give Janae the shoes. Maybe we'd be at the store and she'd pull a pair of sparkly (but not Disney Princess) shoes off the shelf, try them on, and start walking around. I'd want to say, "Mommy has some shoes like that for you at home!" Or she'd be dancing in one of her sparkly dresses, and wearing a pair of socks that she was pretending were glass slippers, and I'd want to pull the new shoes out and say, "Look, Janae--these are for you!"

It took 10 days of these small incidents to wear me down. Today Janae was trying to fit into a pair of slippers she'd had since before she was a year old (Daddy had helped her get into them last night). She had her fancy dress on, her sing-along Princess CD playing . . . she just needed shoes. And there she was, trying to squeeze into a too-small slipper, as though she was one of Cinderella's step-sisters.

 

So, I cracked. I RAN to the hospital bag, pulled out the sparkly shoes, showed them to Janae, cut out the tags, tried them on her (They just fit--good thing I didn't wait a minute longer! That girl has grown two shoe sizes this summer!), watched her dance in them (which was difficult for her, because she couldn't stop looking at the shoes!), and felt . . . absolutely great about it all!

 

Fortunately, I also picked up a pair of Sleeping Beauty pajamas while at The Disney Store, not to mention a Snow White Polly Pocket-type set at Walmart a few weeks ago (I was planning to save these for Christmas, but my track record is obviously not very good . . .). We'll see what Janae ends up with by the time that little sister of hers is born :)