Diddle Diddle Dumpling

Diddle, Diddle, Dumpling, my daughter Sadie. (Ok, so it doesn't have the same ring to it.)
Yesterday we ran over to the school to help with Bethanie's class Fall Party. I parked the van and prepared to get the two younger kids out when Sadie casually said, "Mom, is it a problem that I only brought one shoe? It's not, right?"

She wore one shoe to the party.

I have been thinking about what this child has done to teach me the art of patience. If Bethanie had done that two or three years ago I would have freaked out and ran back home.
I just rolled my eyes at Sadie and listened to her explain the feeling of the road under her sock.