Shoe Shopping

This past weekend I took the boys (Max, Owen and David) to a shoe store. Each of them picked out shoes for me. I needed tennis shoes so Max picked out a pair of Nike's with a big pink swope on them. I chose some others to try on but Max's pick won out as the most comfy.

We then moved to another isle because I wanted something cute. Max picked out a pair of Skechers with an Asian design and a pair of plaid with a dog on them. Both actually really cute. Owen picked out a pair of bright pink snake skin pumps and though they fit me unusually well I don't know where I would wear them. David picked out a pair of knee high leather boots becuase he thinks they are sexy.

Of course Max had the winning shoe choice and he also kept telling me "Mommy, you should get three pairs of shoes. You really deserve it."

I have lamented that fact that because I didn't have any girls I would never have anyone to shop with but maybe once Max stops feeling the need to run up and down the aisles and hide in the clothing racks he will prove to be a good shopping partner. He certainly has good taste.

He also understands the concept of coordinating one's outfit. Once when he was about three we were at the mall. A woman in front of us was wearing a skirt and knee high boots. Max looked up at me and said "Mommy, that woman's skirt matches her boots perfectly."

That's my boy.