Bought my DAughter her first pair of pumps.

I remember my first pairs of heels.  Very cleary as a matter of fact.  I was even a size 5 too!  This was a pretty special day.

Watching her walk around in them to "get used to them"  has also been memorable to be filed away in the mommy files.  WoW!  She is growing up!  I can only hope I have done an okay job to help her be a successful adult.  To achieve her goals, wants, needs and dreams.  I really hope i am doing my job.  Cuz, since, most people are afraid of confrontation,  they aren't about to tell me i suck!  So all I  an do is just hope I am doing an okay job.  Keep my eyes open and see my daughter for all and who that she is.  Guide her well and trust her.

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