Miss L. didn't mind at all though! Her Daddy came home early from work to take care of her, so I could indulge in some Theraflu, McAllister's chicken salad on a croissant with chicken tortilla soup, orange juice, a hot shower and sleep (that's my remedy for every 'bug' I catch).
So, it was Daddy and Layla's afternoon!
They took a trip to the mall...Daddy style. She was in nothing but a diaper and a Guy Harvey fishing onesie with a big ole marlin on the front of it. No bow. No shoes. No pants. No extra diaper. No sippy cup. AND SHE HAD A BLAST!
She came home with a very 'Daddy-like' pair of New Balance tennis shoes. Much different than her super cute summer sandals that are adorned in peony flowers. :)
Our girl loves shoes. All shoes. Every size, color and design. And she has been going to town in her new kicks. Daddy and Layla walked up and down our street the rest of the afternoon. No stroller needed. Just Daddy's hand. And although she never let go and took a step on her own...we know it is coming soon.
