Wednesday, March 16, 2016

Part 21

Part 21

We went through our days like normal, loads of fun, tummy and story time, and everyone started walking me around by holding me up by my arms; letting me walk anywhere I wanted in the house. This one day, everyone was home, a man came to visit with this huge box, and was talking to Heather and Mike. We were all sitting in the family room and everyone was on their best behavior, even me. He was talking about feet, which is weird. Who comes to someone’s home to talk about feet, so I had to ask this man who’s feet.

“Fee.” I said out loud.

Everyone stopped and looked at me, then looked at each other with a confused look; so I say it again because I wanted to know who’s feet.

“Fee.” I said again.

“Oh my gosh, yes Emily, feet.” Heather said, getting on the floor touching my feet and repeating the word again.

I wanted to also know if I already said it, why is she repeating me. Then it hits me, I said it out loud and they understood. My eyes got big and I said feet again, well the way I say it but this time I stuck out my foot. The visitor asked Heather and Mike if he may, and pointed to my feet. He pulled this metal thing that looked like a foot ruler and placed my foot on it, then he did the same to my other foot. He gives them some numbers and pulled out these shining white shoes that was brown on the bottom. Boy ran upstairs and came back down within seconds. I need to know what’s going on because if we have to run from this guy, I’ll need someone to pick me up, and pick me up now. Boy sat in front of me and grabbed one of my feet, I looked over my toys on the walker to see what he was doing, he was just putting socks on me; I’m cool with that. The visitor then got on his knees in front of me and started to put on one shoe at a time on me. He tied them up then went back to his sit, he pulled out a lollipop and Heather and Mike almost hit the ceiling.

“We don’t allow her to have candy just yet, she has to wait like the other kids, and she can have it after her first dentist appointment.” Heather said to the visitor.

Mike went in the kitchen, got a little bag of my snacks, and handed them to the man that started calling me over towards him as soon as he had hold of the bag. I put my feet on the floor and started pushing in his direction because that veggie stick was looking really good right now.

“Fee.” I said as I pushed harder.

I could hear them all laughing but I was too determined to look back for confirmation that I was making them laugh. When I finally reached him, he gave me the veggie stick, I sat back in my walker, and before I stuck it in my mouth I said feet one more time for the road. Heather came to touch my new shoes while I was enjoying my veggie stick and told the visitor that she likes them and would like to buy enough that would cover me up until I was two and a half. He stated that it’s best if she buys them as my feet grow, then Mike chimed in letting the visitor know that they aren’t sure how long they’ll have me; so they wanted to get me enough in case I leave, this way I won’t have problems with my feet when I grow up. The visitor handed them the same shoes but in different sizes and told them that if I’m still with them and my feet doesn’t fit the next shoe up to let him know and he’ll swing by to size me again, and trade it out free of charge.

I now have new shoes and ready for walking. While I’m in my walker the only time I sit is when I’ve tired myself out, otherwise I’m visiting every room on the first floor as much as I can. I follow behind Heather until she goes upstairs but instead of me waiting at the bottom of the steps like I normally do, I continued to go into every room, running over feet, and yelling out feet afterwards. Every time I do it, they laugh but it didn’t take too many times before they removed their feet from my path, then I was smooth sailing.

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