Filling my BIG shoes

Gioia loves to swish swish down the tiled passage in a pair of my shoes.  She is not pernickety as to what pair she wears, any found in my room will do, and they don’t even have to match.  The clip-clip sound effects of my kitten heels can be heard from any corner of the complex. I love to watch her as she manages to balance with her toes peeping so far out of the shoe that her ankles are actually wearing the shoes, not her feet.  She likes to copy me more and more as of late, so I seem to do everything in stereo. Lips for mommy, then lips for Bean.  Nails for mommy, then nails for Bean.  I realise now that she watches my every move like a lion would a gazelle, and then she mimics me so closely it’s comical, especially when she uses my one liner’s.   Today she messed her tea on the carpet, and while she was cleaning up with the bathroom hand towel she was saying ‘’don’t worry, don’t worry’’!

Filling my Big Shoes