Last weekend we went to the mall and has a brief contact with what could possibly be the CUTEST THING EVER.
As we walked into the mall, a young family (mom, dad and daughter) were walking out. I got to the door first, so I opened it for them (like any good Calgarian would). In truth, I was opening the door for my lady, but they were there so I figured I would hit two stones with one dead bird. Or the other way around. Whatever.
Mom and dad thanked me, like any good Calgarian would, and tried to guide their daughter out the open door. She couldn't have been more than five years old, walking around kinda oddly because she was completely concentrated on (what I can only assume were) her new shoes. And I agree with her: not only were they white and pristine but they had lights that would come on every time she stepped down.
So she takes a couple of steps outside, lost in the magic that was her new shoes. Then she abruptly stops, turns around, raises her head to look me square in the eyes and says in a very articulate and clear voice: "thank you". With the cutest little happy inflection that only young girls can pull off.
TO. DIE. FOR.
So she's now in the top of the cutest-thing-ever list. I imagine she'll stay there until I get a kid of my own...
