I was glad to capture this picture because it very much epitomizes Az at this moment in time. Pantless and in mismatched socks, pointing up to the shelf where her shoes are displayed, repeating over and over, "Shoooes? Shooes?" I keep shoe catalogs on hand now because she loves looking at shoes so much. She presses her feet to the pages and pretends to be putting them on. We don't wear shoes in the house in an attempt to keep the nature outside but often I give in and allow Az to slip on a pair of shoes. How can I not when it makes her so happy?