Did I mention that my 3 year old son is a Shoe Diva?
He's quite particular about what goes on his feet. Wouldn't wear the cute flip flops that I bought for him this summer. The Spider Man shoes are too tight. The Crock knock-offs were acceptable until they broke after 3 weeks.
So what DOES he wear?
Second-hand shoes that were intended to be for his sister but were a bit small for her. They are red. They slip-on. They are girl's shoes. They are a size and a half too big. They are tennis shoes of a sort, yes, and you probably wouldn't know by glancing at them, but they are indeed girl's shoes. He LOVES them.
Today I went to the Wal-Mart(again) to buy shoes for the kids. Because ALL THREE kids desperately needed tennis shoes at the same time. What are the odds? Pretty good, I guess, if the object of the game is draining the parental wallet...
I found shoes for Annabelle (pink and sparkly!) and Jay Jay (Winnie the Pooh and extra wide!) in about 3 minutes. Then there was Joey. Ahhhhhh, Joey. This shoe was too tight. The same shoe a size bigger was too loose. That shoe was "ug-a-lee." If he had blond hair I would call him Goldilocks. I really thought he would cave when he knew that both of his siblings would be getting brand new shoes and he wouldn't, but he totally called my bluff. He was just fine with putting his red shoes back on, thank you very much, while giving me a mischievous grin. He shuffled out of the store with head held high and one red shoe promptly fell off as he climbed in the car.
I don't have history in prophecy or anything, but I think I'm going to have my hands full when he's a teenager...
***Thanks to my new friend Sarah Salter for the encouragement to make this idea a post!***
- ▼ October (4)