Sophia and her Momma spent the next morning looking at their scrapbooks while Sophia’s little brother is slept.
“So this was my baby shower!” Sophia exclaimed. I thought you had baby showers before the baby came out?”
“All through my pregnancy, we were trying to sell our home,” said Momma. “It was very important, and very stressful on me. So we waited till you came into the world. That way all our friends and family would get to meet you!”
“How old was I then?” Sophia asked.
“You were only a month old in those pictures,” Momma said.
“What was my favorite present?” Sophia asked.”Did I get any shoes?”
“Well, yes. As a matter of fact, our friend gave you the little pair of white bunny slippers.”
“I remember those,” Sophia said. “I wore them in Idaho.”
“Yes,” Momma said. “You cried every time you lost the ‘girl bunny’ or the ‘boy bunny! I’m not sure how you told them apart,” Momma smiled, “but when you asked where they were, I always told you ‘they went down the rabbit hole’ and then you’d find them under your sheets. But one time, you dropped the ‘girl bunny’ outside in the snow after preschool, and cried for three days till we found it! It was good that the snow in Idaho doesn’t stay all winter like it does here in Chicago!”
Sophia laughed. “I sure loved those bunny slippers. We still have them, right?”
(Painting of Momma and Sophia sitting together holding the scrapbook. Next to them are the tattered pair of bunny slippers.)
Did I get any other shoes?” asked Sophia.
Momma said, ” you did get a bag of shoes from Karla, the airline stewardess. They were her daughter’s old shoes.”
“Really,” Sophia said excitedly. “That means that those shoes came from someone who traveled! Karla traveled to different countries, right?”
“Yes,” Momma said, “She worked for an international company and went all over the world.”
“Wow!” exclaimed Sophia. “Are there any pictures of me in those shoes?”
“Those were the first shoes you wore outside. Here’s a picture of you in them at grandma and grandpa’s house.”
“That must have been fun. But what about travel pictures, Mom?”
“Well, here is your first big trip. We went to Costa Rica with our friends.
(Art: next two pages show scrapbook up close with pictures of Costa Rica and captions of what was happening, ending with a little notation about how Sophia lost her sandal there at a church and cried.)