Shoes

When I took Eva to get a dress for the funeral, I had to find black patent leather shoes to match it. When I finally found a pair that fit, Eva was so attached to them she wouldn't let go, and the cashier scanned them in her hands. Just for fun, I gave Eva the money to give to the cashier, so she could buy them. The lady thought that was so cute. As we left the store, Eva waved her prize around to show everyone, yelling "shoes!" and excitedly making the sign for them. Eva is obsessed with shoes, one of the first clear signs of her budding femininity. She loves to try on mine, and will take hers out of the diaper bag or drawer and carry them all over the house. It's one of her favorite words to say and sign. She's in a "carrying" phase now, where anything of interest is picked up and carried around the house. As a result, I'm starting to find things in the oddest places. Once I found a bunch of diapers on my bed that Eva had taken out of the diaper stacker, and later I finally found her shoes tucked into the same diaper stacker, where she had been playing.