For the last decade, Clint and I have been going to the Charleston Christmas Special. It’s become a tradition to attend with some friends, and I look forward to it all year. We took Kate a couple times when she was little but decided this year she was old enough to really enjoy the show with its music, dancing and comedy sketches.
The morning of the show, we selected a sparkly red dress for her to wear and I realized she had no matching shoes. Time to pop around the corner to Kohl’s. Before we left, Kate said she needed “high heels” to go with this dress.
We found a pair of shiny black shoes with a small heel. Kate tried them on, declared them “wobbly,” but she wanted them. Already she was taking after me and sacrificing comfort for cute shoes. How sweet.
She looked so grown up in her red dress and heels. But I didn’t feel a twinge of sadness, worrying she was growing up too quickly. Instead I felt excited for the moments to come – shoe shopping together or picking out an outfit for a special occasion. I look forward to sharing those mother-daughter moments with her and capturing even more “firsts.”