My Shoe Adventures

First I am going to start off with a poem, to set the stage for my shoe adventures. Here goes . . .

The Lone Shoe

by Kiera

One lone shoe.

It's pink, not blue.

Kicked it off in the lot.

Didn't think I'd get caught.

When my mommy did see,

She said one thing to me,

"Where's your shoe AND your sock,

Could they be down the block?"

One lone shoe,

It's pink, not blue.

Of the shoe we sought,

it was still in the lot.

Lucky me!

As you may have already guessed, I lost a shoe the other day. Well, I didn't actually LOSE it, I knew exactly where it was. I believe this was more a case of "less-than-perfect parental supervision." I can't help it if my mommy didn't check when she put me in my car seat that I was missing a shoe. It wasn't until we got home and daddy said, "How come she only has one sock and shoe on?" Luckily mommy's employee found it in the parking lot at work. But, that was on Friday . . . and that meant I had to go ALL weekend (and Monday) without my favorite pink shoes! How am I supposed to practice my walking (especially outside) if I don't have any shoes?!

Well, this all lead to mommy taking me shoe shopping and I got TWO new pairs of shoes! Now, on another note of "less-than-perfect parental supervision" . . . while we were at the shoe store, mommy let me walk around in my socks while she was looking at the shoes. This gave me an opportunity to pull lots of boxes of shoes off the shelves and pull the paper and stuff out of the boxes. I was doing this at a rate faster than mommy could put the boxes and their contents back together and back on the shelves - it was super fun! Mommy finally put me back in my stroller and then noticed I was missing a sock - a brand new one! She must have looked in 10 boxes of shoes before she gave up. Some lucky kid is gonna get a new sock with a pair of shoes!

Well, that's my story . . . and I'm stickin' to it!

My NEW Shoes - Click on image to enlarge

These Shoes Are Made For Walkin' . . .

These are my favorite walking shoes, but I will outgrow them soon. The reason I'm writing about my pink shoes is because pink is the official color of the 3-Day Breast Cancer Walk that my Auntie Berta is going to participate in.

First of all, I didn't even know I had an Auntie Berta until yesterday! She is Jeter's momma. Jeter is a brudder to my brudders. But they were not born in the same litter, or even the same state. I can't explain.

Anyhoo, my Auntie Berta wrote me a special letter and posted it on her bloggie. It's all about her 3-Day walk - she will be coming to San Francisco in October and I will get to meet her for the first time! You can get to her bloggie by clicking on the photo link in my sidebar . . . and then you can go to her donation page and give her money so she can help protect future breasties. I don't even know what those are . . . I don't think we have any in our house. Uh, oh . . . gotta go . . . mommy just sprayed juice out her nose.

P.S. - Here is a letter for you Auntie Berta:

Dear Auntie Berta, 

I won't be wearing my pink shoes (above) when 

you come visit cuz they won't fit me anymore. 

I have some new white ones that I will be able 

to wear soon . . . then I'll have to get some more 

again, cuz my feet will grow again. Maybe I should 

get some new pink shoes for October. Thanks again 

for writing me my first letter ever! Say "Hi" to 

Jeter, Whitey, Mickey, Matsui, and Joba too. I 

think Joba needs a time-out. OK - I really gotta 

go now. I gotta help my daddy debug some code. 

XOXOX, Kiera

P.S. S. - I am shopping on the internets for some 

new shoes . . . what do ya think?