It's somewhat late on Monday night and I want to share something with you.
Be sure to note that the bottom of the socks that were inside the shoes are black with mud.
Two weeks ago in my Thursday Thanks Tank, I was thankful for muddy shoes. Tonight, when my son walked in, I grimaced, held my breath, and clenched my teeth. Oh, those thankful thoughts were not there.
If you look back at the photo- and look carefully- you might notice a Nike symbol. My husband and I accidentally paid too much for my son's shoes. (Long story... goes something like this: My 3 year-old has to wear Double E shoes [extra wide] so when we were shopping for his shoes we grabbed some for my 7 year-old.) It was not a wise decision. Let me tell you why.
My 7 year-old was a bit confused by my reaction to his muddy shoes tonight (since it was almost the opposite reaction from 2 weeks ago). I told him, "These are your GOOD shoes." To which he said, "No, they are not. I like my white ones better." The white ones were $15 at Wal-mart.
A few minutes later at dinner my son said, "Mom, I am all boy, right?"
Oh, how my words come back to haunt me!
That was my Monday moment. It was a moment of self-reflection. Two situations that were exactly the same and my reaction was totally different. It was a moment of self-assessment: just because I am really picky about my shoes and my 3rd son has serious shoe needs, not everyone needs nice shoes. I think cheap shoes might work just dandy for my 7 year-old!
I cannot stop thinking..."Two weeks ago, I was thankful for these muddy shoes!??!"