This morning I was gathering up the pieces of Bubba’s outfit, while she stood in her cot and we had our morning chat.

Spencer, long-sleeved t-shirt, dark grey sweater with ROCK written across the front in red, French blue a-line skirt with red buttons and stitching, white tights, red and white leggings and red sneakers. Along with a nappy and wipes, I swept Bubba up into my arms to take her to my room to lay her on my bed with her best furry friends while I dress her for the day.

Except she wasn’t having a bar of it!

Shaking her head no, she pointed at the sneakers dangling from my hand, then at her wardrobe. Sooes! 

Not these shoes Bubba? Apparently not. I walked over to her robe and she reached for her red patent Mary-Janes.

Apparently it’s not a day for sneakers. It’s okay Bubba, mumma understands that sometimes a girl needs a dressier shoe to complete her outfit.

Apples. Trees.