Bless My Sole

My youngest keeps telling me he needs new shoes.  I keep telling him to wait until September. He gripes about the gravel.

Today I tossed him an old cereal box. “Hey, look what I found,” I told him. “Now you don’t need new shoes until November.”

He didn’t get it.

I tried to explain the finer points of sole replacement.

He’s still mystified.

Clearly I’ve been a much too indulgent mother. The hole’s not even that big:

 


One response to “Bless My Sole

  • psphoenix

    🙂 I asked the kids to clean out their closets, just pull out everything that doesn’t fit. My youngest brought me every one of his shoes. He’s gonna survive the summer in 1$ flip flops.

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