These boots are made for walking....

Well that is if these boots are made for walking to the beat of their own drum. Beaux is definitely an individual. I love that while Daddy and Eli were busy scrubbing, spraying, and washing the truck, Beaux was in her own little world. I completely expected to walk outside and find her squirting her brother with the hose - totally drenched; but instead I found her in these hand-me down-cowboy boots , deep in conversation with her imaginary friends. She has had quite a few imaginary friends over the past few months. They seem to come and go and I'm never exactly sure who is with us. But Sammy, Alicia, and Grandma are dear friends to Beaux. The other day I found her reading to her imaginary gang- the conversation went a little something like this:

"Sammy, you sit down and listen; if you are not on your bottom you will be in time out........(pause to listen for a response)

I want you to put a bubble in your mouth..........

(pause to listen for a response)

I will turn the pages- don't touch the book with your fingers.......

(pause to listen for a response)

Now I'm going to read you a story about Paul of Tarship......."

(I think she meant Paul of Tarsus, but when you are listening to Bible Stories on CD. as you drift to sleep, and you are three, it might sound like Paul of Tarship.)

I already know her boots are made for walking-

but I'm beginning to fear it will be a very bossy walk.