Ah yes, the differences between girls and boys. So I go into Kohls yesterday to buy some new shirts for Jacob (who inexplicably grows out of his clothes constantly. Boys will bankrupt you on clothes, not because they are fashion hounds, but because they grow too darn fast! But I digress...). Not three steps in, my little Julia shrieks with delight and runs across the store to gaze lovingly into the jewelry counter. Caressing the glass as she walks the length of the display, she proclaims "I hope I can wear each one of those!" She looks up at me, eyes glittering happily, and I realize that I am in biiiiiiig trouble.
This is the girl who is inherently obsessed with all things shoe. When she was only 18 months old she once followed a strange woman all over Chuck E Cheeses because she just had to have a closer look at her awesome leopard-skin heels. This she did not learn from me. I'm one of those people who owns four pairs of shoes: one for each season. And who only buys them from Payless. Or occasionally Target if they're really on sale and mine are like completely falling apart. Suffice it to say, Julia already owns many more pairs of shoes than I have ever owned in my entire life.
And now jewelry too? Sure, I may have been able to say no to her this time, but you know what those sparkly eyes are going to do to her father. Clearly I will have to invest in a larger jewelry box for her. And perhaps start selling my organs on the black market...
