Baby needs new shoes
Oct. 6th, 2005 12:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
celticdragonflySo we have a cold front coming through yesterday and today. When I rebooted the computer last night and saw the weather report come up, I promptly called my mother-in-law back - she's coming next week, and I'd warned her we were having low 90s. Not anymore.
So when getting the kids ready for this morning I put them in sweatpants and long sleeves, and put Maggie's brown boots on her. We tried putting Jamie's white sneakers from spring on him. But they never have worked out well, and they were definitely taking me more to put them on him than it was taking him to get them off.
So after the doctor's appointment, we went to a Payless shoes. No wonder there was a problem. Both kids were wearing size 6 or 6 1/2, and they are now both size 8 shoes. 8 wide for Jamie, which means in some shoes 8 1/2.
I suspect they're going to have a LOT of business this next few days as people find out their kids' warm shoes don't fit anymore.
I didn't end up getting any shoes, but I might go back for them. I was hideously trapped in gender stereotypes. The best thing available for Jamie was tan boots that looked like they were made for a construction worker in miniature. (The blue gray ones were just too fugly to consider) They'd keep him warm, they have a combination of lace up and zipper that isn't too bad to get him into and he can't easily get them off, they'd sure stop his toe-walking. But they're ugly, and the soles are HUGE - it looked like he had moonboots on. I'm afraid he'd go Godzilla stepping on the rest of us.
Maggie had sat down and started trying shoes on right away, so I went ahead and had them check her size and found out she was off, too. She'd selected pink leather shoes with flower cut outs. See what I mean about trapped in the gender stereotype? I don't offer these to her, she finds them and wants them. They were pretty, but hardly the sort of thing I'd feel comfy sending her out to play in the dirt in. I want more of the brown velcro boots she has now, darn it! I offered her the black version of the same ones, and the black ones with hearts. She tried them all, kept going back and forth. I lined them all up, asked her to choose. Eventually seemed to get the idea across. She put her brown boots fourth in line, said "Brown boots!" and put them back on.
How did I end up with an extrovert daughter who loves pink and apparently enjoys trying on shoes for their own sake? With fantastic vision, too. If she'd ever been in a hospital nursery I would wonder if they swapped her. Except she so much looks like her Daddy.
I stopped at Walmart for groceries and checked their shoes - nothing even close. I'm dithering between going back to the Payless or trying to get out to the StrideRite way out in Grapevine, farther and more expensive, but they do have good shoes.
So when getting the kids ready for this morning I put them in sweatpants and long sleeves, and put Maggie's brown boots on her. We tried putting Jamie's white sneakers from spring on him. But they never have worked out well, and they were definitely taking me more to put them on him than it was taking him to get them off.
So after the doctor's appointment, we went to a Payless shoes. No wonder there was a problem. Both kids were wearing size 6 or 6 1/2, and they are now both size 8 shoes. 8 wide for Jamie, which means in some shoes 8 1/2.
I suspect they're going to have a LOT of business this next few days as people find out their kids' warm shoes don't fit anymore.
I didn't end up getting any shoes, but I might go back for them. I was hideously trapped in gender stereotypes. The best thing available for Jamie was tan boots that looked like they were made for a construction worker in miniature. (The blue gray ones were just too fugly to consider) They'd keep him warm, they have a combination of lace up and zipper that isn't too bad to get him into and he can't easily get them off, they'd sure stop his toe-walking. But they're ugly, and the soles are HUGE - it looked like he had moonboots on. I'm afraid he'd go Godzilla stepping on the rest of us.
Maggie had sat down and started trying shoes on right away, so I went ahead and had them check her size and found out she was off, too. She'd selected pink leather shoes with flower cut outs. See what I mean about trapped in the gender stereotype? I don't offer these to her, she finds them and wants them. They were pretty, but hardly the sort of thing I'd feel comfy sending her out to play in the dirt in. I want more of the brown velcro boots she has now, darn it! I offered her the black version of the same ones, and the black ones with hearts. She tried them all, kept going back and forth. I lined them all up, asked her to choose. Eventually seemed to get the idea across. She put her brown boots fourth in line, said "Brown boots!" and put them back on.
How did I end up with an extrovert daughter who loves pink and apparently enjoys trying on shoes for their own sake? With fantastic vision, too. If she'd ever been in a hospital nursery I would wonder if they swapped her. Except she so much looks like her Daddy.
I stopped at Walmart for groceries and checked their shoes - nothing even close. I'm dithering between going back to the Payless or trying to get out to the StrideRite way out in Grapevine, farther and more expensive, but they do have good shoes.
Shoes
Date: 2005-10-06 07:51 pm (UTC)