365 Project – Day 357 – They’re Freakin’ SHOES!!!

Some days, you wake up in the morning, reading to start your day, perfectly unsuspecting, and then something happens that makes you lose a little faith in humanity.


Seriously people? SERIOUSLY??? They’re shoes. They’re freakin’ SHOES!!!

You want to know what’s wrong with the world today? People care more about a pair of ridiculously overpriced sneakers than they do about their fellow human beings. I don’t like name-calling, but some people are just idiots.

365 Project – Day 244 – I Don’t Hate Pink…

I’m sure that statement comes as quite a shock to all of you, but it’s the truth. I don’t “hate” pink. In fact, for a brief period my sophomore year of college, I had pink hair–Atomic Pink to be exact–and it was glorious. So no, I don’t exactly hate pink. I do have issues though.

My problem with pink is really two-fold.

1. I don’t look good in pink. I don’t know if it’s just the fact that I’ve never been a girlie girl and never felt comfortable wearing it, or if I just don’t have the right skin tone to pull it off, but it’s just plain awful. Having Atomic Pink hair is one thing–really, you can’t go wrong there, especially when you’re just a crazy college kid. But actually going out and picking out dresses and outfits in patterns of pretty pink? No way man, not my cup of tea. I was always more of a red, black, purple and blue sort of girl.

2. Pink is forced down girls’ throats from birth. If you don’t believe me, head over to your local Babies ‘R Us or Target store and check out the baby clothes. Or hell, even try googling toys, clothes, bedding, blankets or any other accessories you can think of. Boys’ are blue. Girls’ are pink. And any brand trying to remain gender neutral falls back on good ol’ green or yellow. Pink stars, pink heart, pink ribbons, pink emroidery, pink shoes, pink socks, pink lace, pink blankets, pink sheets, pink sippy cups. The madness never ends. I don’t mind my daughter wearing pink or having some pink things, but I don’t want to open the door to her room or her closet and have it look like a giant Pepto Bismol bottle exploded in there. That’s where I draw the line.

When Steven and I found out we were having a baby girl, everyone I knew gave me a a hard time. Some people went out of their way to buy Cadence pink outfits and toys, thinking that it would drive me nuts. Others made a very concerted effort to avoid buying any pink for Cadence at all. Honestly, it doesn’t matter much to me. Cadence is cute, whether she’s wearing pink or not. When I’m out buying clothes for her, I’m looking at more of the style and the fit than the color.

Cadence has recently grown out of every pair of shoes she owns except the Converse sneakers we bought her last month (and guess what, they’re pink!), and I needed to make sure she had a pair of easy access velcro shoes to wear to the airport when we fly out to Phoenix on Sunday. It’s going to be a big enough pain getting the diaper bag, sippy cups of milk, stroller and all of my camera gear through the security screening. The last thing I need is to be holding up the line trying to get a stubborn pair of lace up sneakers off and on my squirming toddler. We were heading to Walmart anyway to pick up some dog treats for Electra, so I figured I would just find a cheap pair while we were there. No use dropping a large chunk of change on a pair of shoes she is likely to grow out of in two months.

All I wanted was a simple white or black pair of velcro shoes that Cadence could wear through the airport and with her Husker outfits. So, we headed over to the kids’ shoe aisle for a look, and here’s what we found…

Pink and white. White and pink. White with pink stripes and flowers. White with pink hearts and beads. Pink with white stripes.

Silver and pink. Silver, black and pink. Pink with bunny faces and bows. Brown and pink. Pink and brown. White, brown and pink. Shiny pink with silver sparkles.

Shiny silver and pink flowers. Black, blue and pink. Hot pink. Light pink. Purple and pink Hello Kitty.

Shiny pink. Sparkly pink. Pink with rhinesteones. Pink and white Dora the Explorer shoes. Black with pink flowers.

Really? I mean really??? All the way up one side of the aisle and down the other. Pink. Pink. Pink. Pink. PINK!!!

I was starting to hate pink.

So, I did the only thing I could. I bought Cadence a pair of cute black boys’ shoes.

And let me tell you, they are going to look ADORABLE with her Husker cheerleader outfit. 😉

365 Project – Day 191 – A Unique Sense of Style

Every day, I am amazed by my daughter. Somehow, as she sleeps in her crib at night, she gets a little older, a little smarter, a little wiser, a little funnier, and a little more aware of the world around her. She wakes fresh every morning, ready to take on the world, ready to make new discoveries, ready for anything that comes her way. If only more adults could approach life with this kind of vigor.

I think what I love the most about being a Work-At -Home-Mom is that I get the chance to see the subtle changes that happen to my daughter’s personality on a daily basis. I get to watch her slowly transform from a chubby faced baby into a curious and expressive toddler. I get to sit front row center, watching her unique soul unfold before me like an expertly choreographed musical production, complete with plenty of drama, humor, action, dance numbers and costume changes.

Today, for instance, Cadence seemed to display some of the first inklings of what may very well turn into a unique sense of style. From the beginning, she has never been much of a dress-wearing  girl. While some people may blame me (seeing as I am not much of a dress-wearing girl myself), I am quick to point out that it is not for my lack of trying. Cadence simply has a low tolerance for dresses. She might indulge me for a few hours, running around and looking pretty, but then it’s a race against time to get her out of the dress and into some play clothes before she has a chance to totally destroy it. She seems most comfortable in t-shirts and and shorts (even in the winter), and also seems to have an aversion to wearing socks and shoes (though we can usually con her into keeping them on in the car if we tell her she’s going to play with the kids in the childcare at the YMCA).

This afternoon, however, it seems Cadence found the first pair of shoes that she actually likes. She asked her Daddy to put them on her, and then spent over an hour trotting around the house in them, showing off her dance moves in them, trying to show them to the neighbor dog Thunder through the glass patio door, climbing in them, and even lying down on the floor to see what it would feel like to sleep in them. Nevermind that Daddy accidentally put them on the wrong feet…

Now, tomorrow, Cadence might very well forget all about her new favorite shoes. Sometimes her obsessions are very shortlived. But, I wouldn’t be surprised if they suddenly become the only shoes she wants to wear. After all, an obsession with wearing stylish boots every day just might be genetic, and we all know that Cadence’s Momma has been sporting these bad boys since 1999…

Tonight’s 365 Project entry is dedicated to my daughter, and her developing sense of style. I wonder where it will lead her next.

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