I think it's funny sometimes when I go shopping and scan clearance racks and sale shelves to find the cutest yet cheapest item I can buy that "mostly" fits, but yet don't think twice when buying clothing for my son who will likely outgrow his wardrobe in 3 to 6 months. Last week I spend $24.99 on a pair of brown shoes I desperately needed for fall, while spending double on my son's shoes last night. $50. Now granted, Houston's walking needs are a little different then mine - I don't want to permanently stunt his growth by skimping on shoes, but $50. Eeks. This is when I'm glad I have a little boy who can get away with one pair of shoes (gasp!) and not a little girl who needs dressy black shoes, brown shoes, casual shoes, sneakers, etc. Our income could not withstand TWO women buying shoes. Even if one DOES shop clearance.
Justin and I took Houston to Stride Rite last night to get some new sneakers and couldn't believe he was a size SEVEN. And guess which category that puts him in at the shoe store... PRESCHOOL!! Now, I know my kid has always had bigger feet than his playgroup pals, but PRESCHOOL-sized feet!? He's not even 2! yet. Ugh. Poor kid... looks like he's inheriting ONE of mommy's traits. And clearly not my finest.
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| Hew's new kicks |
And can I also say, saleswoman at Stride Rite, when I am obviously and outwardly shocked after you measure my son's foot, can you at least pretend to smile or reassure me? I know your boyfriend is in the store waiting for you to get off work, but c'mon, please pretend to be amused by annoying mothers with big feet.
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