Yesterday Alan had a tire blow out on the way to work. So today we had to get a new tire. And the floor at the tire store was squeaky, squeaky, squeaky. It was a new experience for Isabelle. SQUEAKY FLOORS. She had such a blast. She would walk on the squeaky floors, then on the carpet, and then back to the squeaky floors. Stomping, spinning around, and kicking her little feet. The look on her face said, Oh mama what is making such a strange noise?
I wonder if the people in the store thought I was weird because I just laughed and laughed. It was so fun. It made the time just fly by. She soon bored of it though and was more interested in the cookies in my purse. But now I want to find some squeaker shoes for Isabelle. Hee hee hee!
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