The Bad Dad Files

A few weeks back, I wrote that I'd bought my Daughter some cute shoes that she wanted.

Now, time for Full Disclosure.

I bought the shoes the weekend when she was not with me.  At the time, I was pretty sure I'd made a sufficient growth allowance since last time I'd bought shoes.

I was wrong.

All three pairs were too small.  Bummer.  And even though there had been many dozens, maybe hundreds of pairs when I bought them, there were but six pairs - none her size or style - when we went back to see if we could exchange them.

So, we ended up with some flip-flops and an inexpensive MP3 player.

Oh, well.