Fast Shoes

From a very early age, my girls were very particular about their clothes. They had very strong likes and dislikes and I had to relinquish control over that in order to maintain a good mother/daughter relationship. So I was excited to have a boy who could care less about his clothes. That part is true (for now at least although there are signs of change...). However, I forgot to be complete in my wish and so instead he cares tremendously about his shoes. He will not wear any of the cute flip flops (he has 3 pair!) that I've purchased for him. He will ONLY wear his "fast shoes" which are his tennis shoes. He does not think he can run fast without them. He won't even try. On the few rare occasions where I somehow coerced him to wear those other non-fast shoes, he moves at a snails pace with slumped over shoulders as if he is the saddest boy in town. The happiest day in his life is when he found Owen's pair of Sketchers that he has outgrown (and are melted from being too close to the heater overnight and the velcro doesn't work). He thought he struck gold! Owen graciously gave them to him and Karsten came home and (literally) tried to glue the one shoe where the velcro wasn't holding. That didn't work so he came up with the perfect solution all of his own...


Lord help me...