Alexandra spent a few years {literally} pleading for a pair of red sparkle shoes. Last October her dream came true. We bought a pair to help transform her into Dorothy on Halloween night.
Not a day has gone by that she hasn't worn those shoes. She has loved the sparkle right off of them. So several days ago I told her that she could no longer wear them; they were too far gone. With a sad heart she agreed, but asked that they not be thrown out with the garbage. That sounded fair enough to me. So they kept their home in the shoe closet, and Alexandra resorted to wearing her Nike's.