Daddy: What shoes are you wearing that you're clip-clopping down the stairs like that?
Me: These (black "barbie shoes" with cute silver buckles on the strap and 3 1/2" heels)
Daddy: Where are you going?
Me: In the kitchen to set the table.
Daddy: No, why are you wearing heels in the house?
Me: Because they match.
Maybe, just maybe, I should have listened to him later about those shoes. I went for a short walk with Mommy and by the time I came home, my feet were dripping blood. Oh well, nothing a few (um 5 or 6) band-aids couldn't fix!
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