This is a big moment for Ems. And for daddy, of course. Let's be honest, I've tailored my entire career around my love of the Swoosh. I think back to a trip to Chicago in the summer of 2002 when we just had to stop by Niketown. "Excuse me fellas...I have to pick up some work clothes." Oh, the jealousy!
So, is it really necessary to drop $20 on a pair of shoes that she won't be able to fit into for more than a minute when she's not even standing or walking? Abso-freakin'-lutely.