Shoes

"I can't decide what shoes I should wear to church." says Beignet as she walks down the hall. "I mean, I really want to look like a teenager today."

"Hm, what choices are you thinking about?" I ask. In my head, I am filing through the collection: tennies, watershoes, sandals, flip flops....

"I don't know. I just have to have a minute to figure it out."

Scrambling to get Bug out the door on time, I forget all about this exchange until we are sitting in church and Beignet has her feet carefully crossed at the ankles. She is wearing white patent leather mary janes with little flowers around them. Teenager indeed!