Anyone who knows me knows that I have something of a shoe fetish. Their pretty colours and shapes delight me. I, therefore, treated myself to the most gorgeous pair of red Christian Louboutin shoes in the winter sale. When I got home I put them in my bedroom. They were in their shoe bag, in their shoe box and in the store's paper bag. I left Eve playing with her toys in the lounge on Saturday for about 5 minutes while I checked on something cooking in the kitchen only to come back to find that Eve, in this time, had been into my bedroom, opened the bag and the box, taken out the shoe bag and carried it into the lounge and put it with her toys.
She may look 100% like the Boy, but she is most definitely her mother's daughter.
Analogies of a sort
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