Violet and I had a frustrating visit to a new doctor (a Pediatric GI Specialist) so we decided to swing by Old Navy for a little "retail therapy" as my mom calls it.
Actually, they were just having a big sale and we were in the area.
Regardless of motive, we left with a fabulous bathing suit for Ms. V and a very sassy pair of purple jelly shoes. (Much cooler than the jellies of my day.)
The best part was how much Violet loved the whole scene. We went into a dressing room and she was practically jumping up and down as we changed her into the first bathing suit. She beamed at herself in the little mirror. But the real fun began when I opened the door and pointed her to the "runway" to the three way mirror - she about came unglued. She jumped/skipped/ran all the way down, laughing and smiling at herself. Every woman in the place couldn't help themselves - they stopped in their tracks, clutched their hearts and glowed in Violet's general direction. (She has that affect on people.)
We went back into the dressing room and Violet pointed to the rest and said, "Another one! Another one!"
I do believe we have a little shopper on our hands.
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