every morning always seems more rushed than the one before no matter how many times i tell them, get down here or you will have no time for breakfast(is that bad parenting to send them to school with an empty belly ??), where are your socks?? (you didn't get them out for me mommy), please get your backpack ready, etc........ well this morning my youngest has come downstairs ( a good 1/2 hour AFTER i first asked him) is eating his cereal and sitting quietly. Glad that he is FINALLY there i glance at his feet to make sure he has put his socks on and sure enough he does.... but not the ones i laid out for him (he is FIVE) but his orange ones from his old soccer YMCA uniform. "But mommy I can push them down and they will be OK " SO i guess this is one of those times when i look to fight only the big battles figuring socks does NOT fall in that category so i go upstairs to get the ones i had originally laid out for him : ) he takes the others off without a fight and puts on his white ones for me.
The picture is a RE-enactment (per sandy's request : )
1 comment:
this would be a great post for you to share a picture with us... i'd love to see what the outfit looked like with the orange socks.
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