The girls and I are back in Vancouver. Yay. And since the last time we were here, my oldest was limping around in her too-small rain boots, we found her a new pair in her size (I can never seem to keep up with kids and their ever-growing feet).

She will never, I repeat never ever ever, take these boots off…

Part most-chic-little-girl-in-the-world and part space alien, I can’t decide which one these boots point toward most, it doesn’t matter. She puts them on and proudly stomps through the tiniest of rain puddles that she can find…

I don’t remember doing that as a kid. I avoided anything messy. I’m glad my girls aren’t like me in that regard. Life is too short. Now if you’ll excuse me, we have some rain puddles to stomp through…