Baby's first...

...shoe shopping!

Nico's aunt works in a shoe shop and, now that Isabella is walking, she wanted to buy her her first shoes.

Well, we had a right performance! Of course everything was interesting - the foot measuring scale, the clown on the boxes, the tags on the shoes, but try to put them on her feet and she kicked up such a fuss that anyone might have thought we were hitting her with them.

When she finally got a pair on, she didn't stop sreaming until they came off, she wouldn't walk for me but walking for Nico she looked like something from the ministry of silly walks!

In the end we decided to leave it for a few more weeks - at least it is summer and she can go barefoot for now.

I'll be reminding her of that day when she is about sixteen and lives for shoe shopping!

Shoe Love

The above is the story of my day today.  I don't seem to be having much luck with summer shoes in Germany.  First my favourite and only pair of comfy flip flops fell apart on my feet in Neustadt, and then I lose half of my shoe on a shopping trip with the girls and have to hobble home.  Now I either have to work on breaking in my other flip flops.

It coincided with this brilliant post from Elise...how strange!