This adorable little girl, is me at Christmas when I was just 3 years.  Also see those shiny shoes?  I guess I loved 
patent leather shoes, because I can remember wearing them all my life.  In fact I have a old pair from about ten years ago,  in my closet that need to be thrown away.
As a little girl I hated to get dirty.   All my life I've heard the story about the time I "ran away" from home.  I was mad at my Mom and said I was running way.   Mom wisely didn't argue with me, but watched from a window as I carried my little suitcase and walked down the sidewalk.  It had been raining earlier in the day and there was a mud puddle at the end of the walk.  She said I walked to the end of the walkway but when I came to the mud puddle, I paused, looked around then  turned and walked back to the house.   As I came in the door, she asked me why I had returned.    My answer was I couldn't leave, I'd get my shoes dirty.

That trait did not last I'm afraid.
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