Girlie Girl....

Ok...wouldn't describe myself as a girlie girl...I don't get into makeup...I don't have to have the latest fashion...I'm not hip on all the terms (I still used what I used in like in high school -- dating myself!) Yesterday one of my Wal-mart runs, I discover some really cute sandals...ok flip flops or what ever the new term it is for them! Cheap, right size, right color (black). Got back from lunch and had to wear them...(taking off my socks and bagging up the other shoes I was wearing to take home) I can believe such a little thing like finding cute shoes could make me happy...but I'll admit it...it did. Well, that's not the end of this story by far....so hang on.

I went to my step study group and since no one else did their homework for the week, it was decided that we all go over to a b-day party/cookout for a 3 year old....ok crashing a 3 year old's birthday party wasn't my idea but I thought hey, I'm out for the night might as well join some friends (it's not like I get this chance often!). Well, there where kids, dogs, adults and you name it over at this house. In the mist of it all was a very happy 3 year old girl being the princess of the party! After things were winding down, the little girl started to really look at all the "STUFF" she had gotten...low and behold there was a package of shoes...I mean there must have been 12 pairs of little girl dress up shoes with heels. Pink ones with fuzzy, blue ones with flowers, purple ones with ribbons..etc you get the picture. So this b-day girl and one of her friends had to try on all of these shoes and walk and jump and see how much noise they make on the tile...this were definitely girlie girls....or soon to be! The joy on their faces and the excement of have so many to choose was the best thing for me to watch. Because in my own way...I know what they were experiencing was the same feeling I had just that afternoon. But I didn't know that until I was watching these girls play. I forgot what joy feels like. I'm glad I was reminded.