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Three Different Styles of Shoes On Three Different Styles of Girls

Our family went swimming during Christmas break. We needed a physical activity out of the house and I knew our Legacy Center passes would be expiring soon and that I would not be renewing them this year; therefore, it seemed like the perfect choice. Everyone is now fairly able to get themselves ready to go places and I can generally count on my kids knowing the appropriate attire for the occasion. I have to remind them to dress up for certain events that they don't necessarily attend often, like wedding receptions, or activities held in the chapel at the church even if it isn't Sunday. When we pack for a weekend get away or family vacation, I go over lists with them and do a quick check for Sarah. Other than that, they have learned fairly well the art of dressing themselves appropriately. 

So, going swimming is not necessarily something that I have to micromanage. Everyone knows they need a swimming suit and towel. In the winter months I may remind them to be sure to bring underwear along with their extra clothes because it is too cold to walk outside in our wet suits. Footwear is not something that even crosses my mind when leaving the house to go swimming. It is, however, something that I noticed while walking behind my three girls as we were approaching the building. 

Each of my three girls have distinct and different personalities and interests (the boys do too, but this is about the girls). I immediately was drawn to their feet. Each of them had very different kinds of shoes on. Each of them reflecting perfectly their personalities and values Emma, the practical, quiet, no nonsense minimalist was wearing flip flops. Never mind it was 25 degrees outside and there was snow on the ground. We were going swimming and that activity, naturally, called for flip flops.

Sarah had on snow boots. This is, of course, a logical choice because it is winter and there is snow on the ground. Snow that she would most definitely be walking through every chance she gets. Sarah is a kind, daydreaming, also practical and winter loving child. Boots are easy to slip on and off which adds to their practicality.

Finally, the fun-loving, ever fashion conscious, go-getting girl, Estelle, is wearing black strappy dress shoes. Which makes no sense from a practical standpoint, but if you are concerned about always looking your best, is the only choice you could make. She easily navigated the icy parking lot and sidewalk with grace and was as happy as could be practically prancing into the pool locker room. 

All in all, it was a successful outing, no matter what kind of shoes were worn. 

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