Not me, silly. Riley has shoe envy. Actually it's a little game she plays for attention. She goes downstairs, gets one of Dave's shoes and brings it back upstairs where she parades it in front of us. Right now she is amassing quite a collection of his shoes, six at last count. Two alone came up this afternoon in the course of about 30 minutes. I guess she takes after me in her obsession with shoes, only I tend to go for slightly more feminine styles. And in case you are curious, I keep my shoes upstairs in the closet, a lesson Dave has not yet learned.
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