Checking out her first pair of shoes. She is ready to go.Mike and I were talking the other day and I admitted to him that I just had a realization. Over the past couple of months I have been so focused on protecting her from the boys good natured, but extremely dangerous, contact that it has seemed like there are two teams in our home. The parents and don't hurt Maeve team, which includes Maeve. And the boys team. However, I have been watching her look at her crazy brothers while they are up to no good. And she has this impish glint in her eye. And it hit me like a bucket of ice water. She is not on my team. She is totally on their team. And I am so happy for her.
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