Lilly loves shoes. She loves her fancy church shoes. She loves her converse. She loves my heels (someone has to wear them, I don't). But most of all, in the whole world she loves loves LOVES her 'Doots'.
I'd give you a picture so you can see how thrashed they are (hand-me-downs, it's her fate), but since I don't have a brain, you can just see how cute they were new.
Would it make me a bad parent if I started calling them 'doots' to keep her from ever learn to say it correctly?
Probably, but you should hear her little voice call "DOOTS! AAAW OOO?!"
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