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I Couldn’t Make This Sh*t Up (Volume 4)

15 May

I won’t be winning any mother of the year awards.

Poor Cameron has been in desperate need of shoes for a few weeks now. His sneakers have worn right through the toes and you can see his socks through them. I have no idea how they got like that, the only thing I can think of is that he’s chewing on them when on one is looking.

It’s bad!

Well, we’ve been getting a bit of rain lately and this morning I didn’t want to send him out in the torrential downpour with gapping holes in his shoes, so I told him to put on an old pair.

Of course we were running late for the bus and I wasn’t paying attention to his complaints. As it turns out the shoes I had him put on where a size and a half too small.

Yes, I subjected my son to Chinese Foot Binding first thing in the morning.

There was nothing I could do, the bus was coming and I had to get Logan to school. The poor kid was on the verge of tears as he got on the bus.

There is probably a call to CPS being made as I write this post.

I didn’t take this lightly, I don’t really enjoy torturing my kids (usually), so I decided I had to get him some new shoes…STAT! Or at least right after I dropped Logan of at school.

You don’t open until when?

Why would a shoe store open before 10am? It’s not like a terrible mother was in desperate need of shoes for her child or anything.

I waited a half an hour to get in and ran right to the kid’s shoes. It pained me to bypass all the cute mommy shoes, but I had a son in trouble.

They had his size…SWEET!

The school secretary now has proof that I’m crazy.

I run in, breathless with a shinny new pair of sneakers in hand and ask them to please pull Cameron out of class. The secretary says she’s not sure she wants to ask as she tells me a story of a mother who carried her kid to school without shoes or socks when it was snowing. She told me she has seen it all, but I’m not too sure about that one, who does THAT? Definitely NOT the mother who would put her kid in shoes his little brother could fit in and push him out the door.

The look of relief of Cameron’s face when he saw me standing there holding some new shoes was priceless. He was near giddy as I put them on his feet and sent him back to class.

I’m hoping that I made up for my epic shoe fail this morning.

The moral of the story? Always have a backup pair of shoes that actually FIT your child. Learn from my mistakes people!


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