Tiny Feet...

One of Anna's favorite past times these days is to be outside or as she says it "side?" as if it is a question. We have spent hours in our front yard. Last week as I watched our sweet girl play, I noticed her tiny feet and the tiny shoes that covered them. I just kept staring at her little shoes and thought one day they will not be so little. I even decided a picture of her foot needed to be taken. Anna seemed so innocent and so unassuming this summer day in particular as she played in the grass.

However, the same little girl with those same sweet feet wasn't so innocent only a few short days later. We were heading out of town for the fourth and I realized I had not packed Anna's white sandals. I searched high and low for her sandals, even thinking back to the last time she had worn them, which had been Sunday to church. I even thought that her daddy might have taken them off her feet when he put her in the car and peeked in his car with no such luck. Daddy confirmed that he had not seem them since Sunday and thus we made our way out of town with no sandals. As I scurried around the morning of the fourth getting ready to depart, Anna entertained herself in her room. I happened to walk by her room as she was closing the top to her Diaper Dekor. My motherly instinct told me to peep in the dekor, where I happened to find one of Anna' toys. I didn't think much about it at the time, except for the fact that we were going to have to train miss Anna not to put toys in the dekor. Only a few days earlier she was at her friend Grayson's house trying to put Grayson's toys in her dekor. It wasn't until we were on the road that I realized there was a good chance Anna had thrown her sandals in the dekor sometime earlier in the week. I racked my brain trying to remember when we had thrown out the diapers. I knew we had thrown out some on Thursday night as we did not want them to sit while we were gone but I also remembered throwing away a bag full on Sunday. Knowing our trash cans were emptied on Monday I hoped that the sandals were not in that bag. I knew there was a good chance that our neighbors would put our trash cans on the street Sunday evening while we were away so I knew I needed someone to go through our trash to see if the missing white sandals happened to be sealed in with all of Anna's dirty diapers. Becca, a faithful friend was up for the challenge. I had forgotten that the bag of diapers had actually been thrown in our kitchen trash bag. Becca, you truly are a servant and there aren't enough words to thank you for digging through our trash. Low and behold Becca did find both sandals. This is what greeted us at the back door on our return home. Yes, still tiny but not so innocent and very, very stinky! Wonder what else our Anna has thrown out with the trash?!