Baby's Got A New Pair of Shoes
So Candy Man took The Boy to get new shoes. In the past, we've always picked out 3 or 4 pairs and let him make the final decision. This way, we don't end up spending $50 on silver shoes with yellow stripes.
Yesterday, CM felt it was time to take that step towards manhood and he let The Boy choose from ALL the shoes in his size.
He selected the pair you see (yes, after one day at school they are that dirty) and let me tell you, that boy was all kinds of excited.
Today, as we are pulling out of the drive way, I feel something thump down on the center console... its The Boy's new shoe. He has hoisted his foot up for me to get a good look.
The following conversation ensues:
TB: "Mom, look what I am wearing."
Me: "Man those shoes are cool. They kind of look like skater shoes."
TB: "Actually, Mom, they are teenager shoes."
Me: "Really? What makes them teenager shoes?"
TB: "When I walk down the street, everyone looks at my feet and says, 'Whoa!'
Me: "Of course they do." (because you are the freakin' cutest kid on this planet!)
The way I love him... I have no words people. No words.
I am still not used to music popping out from people's blogs, pretty cool. The faster the song, the faster I seem to read, and then the faster I try to type. When are they going to ad spul chik pls grmma chk two.