High Heels Already?

A little story:

So, Evelynn had been excused from the dinner table and headed off to her bedroom to round up some toys for evening playtime before she hits the bath. Brad and I hear a very funny noise coming down the hallway. Nothing familiar, but sounded a little like one of her noisy pull toys. Hmmm. Here comes Evelynn around the corner, sporting her oh-so-fashionable high heels that my mom had picked up at a garage sale. I had just thrown them in her toy box a little while ago, feeling as though she wasn't quite balanced enough to handle the extra work...I guess I was wrong. Oh yeah, and did I mention she was also playing her drum as she walked?