Walking in Daddy's shoes.

She loves nothing more than going into our closet, pulling out a pair of John's shoes and walking around the house in them. I usually keep my shoes by the front door, so if she's at that end of the house, she sports mine around the kitchen.

The other day, she made it a complete ensemble by accessorizing with Daddy's knit fisherman's cap from Ireland.

Way. Too. Cute.