BIrthday surprise...shoe shelves!

Mr Smith is the winner. Well, I am the winner for marrying such a guy. For months and months I have been saying all I wanted for my birthday was shoe shelves in our closet. I'm a bit picky, I wanted them built custom so they would fit perfectly at the end of our closet, and get the maximum shoe space for all my lovelies.

So, on Saturday ( the day before my actual birthday) Elasta Girl and I went out bumming to a boutique and crafty shop. When we came home Roo practically broke her legs trying to get me to our closet. "Mama, I want to show you, look what dad did!" she says.

This is what I saw, all my shoes lined neatly up on my FABULOUS and perfect shoe shelves.

Apparently, he had lied all week long saying he had some "patches" to go do when really he was in our neighbors basement working on them.

I had NO IDEA he was making them. He's awesome.

Speaking of shoes, remember these beauties? My "trashy younger sister" shoes from a post a few months back? They are definitely NOT made for walking. Not even a little bit. I think maybe they are punishing me for saying such rude things about them.

This is one of the 15 or so pictures that magically appeared on my camera after Meghan got a hold of it. This one's cute.... some are frightening.

Mr Smith wanted to make sure my leftovers were safe when we went out to dinner on Saturday.

This is Roo being cute, sitting on my Father-in-law's fancy walker. He is having bum knee problems and other issues that makes walking a bit sketchy. He's a good sharer.

I don't have any other Birthday picture to see since it was MY birthday and I can't take pictures of my own self opening presents or eating cake. But I did open presents and there was cake and both were excellent. I had a great birthday and am sad to see it go.

Good bye youth, hello wrinkles.

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