Went out with Ate Deye yesterday along with my brother Mark and mom to get shoes for the girls for tomorrow’s occasion. I have actually reserved 2 pairs for them the other day but wasn’t sure of Ate Deye’s size, so I thought I’d take her with me to be sure we’re not wasting time and money. The moment we got there, she began checking shoes that she thinks fit her. I remember she was really fond of boots and been telling me to get a pair for her, but I would always refused as it is not appropriate to wear one in this country.
She first saw a pair of pink rain boots, then later on saw the one with the feather around it. She was already throwing tantrums when I said NO. I would rather buy something else that could be useful than getting that pair. Arg! Girls! I wonder how my life would be once bunso reaches her age, it’ll be a rumble!