While Isabella was napping, Melanie ran out to the supermarket for a few things. She usually avoids the market on the weekends because of the madhouse factor, but we ran out of some staples.
Isabella woke up when Melanie had been back only a few minutes and all was right with the world … until she saw Melanie still wearing her boots.
With an outraged sense of betrayal, Isabella started crying and pointing at Melanie’s boots, saying, “Shoes, shoes” over and over. It was like she was saying, “You went out without me? How could you?” and then she demanded to “go! go!”
Of course, Melanie bundled her up and they’re now playing outside.
(I would have taken her, but Melanie had just expressed a craving for a Coke so she’s making an outing of her trip to the corner store.)