Nature vs. Nurture

Sure, I like me some shoes. In fact they are the one purchase that I will actually splurge on justifying to myself that shoes can make or break an outfit. Think Carrie Bradshaw. Anyway, I've mentioned before on here that Melita is also showing a liking to shoes. Sometimes 'shoes' is the first word out of her mouth in the morning. And I will admit that we have used putting on her shoes as a means of bribing her to do something else. However, her love for shoes has grown exponentially in the last couple of weeks. Before when she would go into my closet she would rummage around i.e. underwear and bras on her head and random shoes being thrown around. But lately she's been going into my closet and heading straight for a pair of red wedges. She puts them on the correct feet and then prances around the house like a true super model. Where did she learn this? Obviously I don't prance around the house in my shoes so it really does beg the question if little girls are born with the concept of what is girlie and what isn't. The is little for the parents to do but sit back and watch the show. It's definitely something to think about...

Moo & Renard

Halloween 2009

Despite me thinking that Melita was too young to dress up and go trick-or-treating and actually get something from it, I caved into peer pressure and bought her a costume and met up with the family so Melita could go trick-or-treating with her cousins. Buying the costume was challenging because I knew that A) Melita wouldn't wear anything on her head/face, B) it had to be warm, and C) Reagan wanted it to be scary. I don't know about you, but I have not very often seen scary costumes made for 18 month olds. Most costumes for that age group are cute animal creatures which comprise of some sort of hood/hat and mask/paint to go with it. Believe it or not, I actually hit the jackpot at Walmart. Behold, Melita the Skeleton!

I will point out that my predictions about Halloween were correct and Melita didn't understand it at all. She was scared and confused most of the night, refused to walk, and cried until we took her costume off. Her costume that was basically just a nylon jumpsuit with which she was wearing leggings and a t-shirt. Oh well. There is always next year!

Reagan and I actually got a Halloween present and were given a free night of babysitting. So after trick-or-treating with Melita for about an hour, we snuck away and met up with some old friends and headed to Wurstfest to eat, drink, and be merry!

Reagan left Wednesday afternoon to go hikling in Big Bend for 5 days. So I have been the single responsible adult since Wednesday afternoon. I am T-I-R-E-D. Needless to say, I am definitely due a night out when he gets back. 17 month olds are demanding!