Do you remember the feeling you used to get buying a new pair of shoes as a child?  I do.  I longed to go to "Buster Brown" or "Dexter" but alas, we had to be content with "Kinney Shoes" in the mall.  (Don 't you feel sorry for me?  Ha.)  I remember those shiny little shoes and how I just had  to wear them home. 

Max and Sophie just got a new pair of shoes yesterday.  Not at "Stride Ride" but at "Target".  (The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.)  They asked to wear them home and I said "no".  Why?  I forgot that "kid feeling".  (I hate it when I do that.)  It didn't seem to phase them and they happily climbed into bed last night with their shoes.  Sophie was holding her pair like a stuffed animal and Max placed his "just so" at the foot of his bed.