Tuesday, May 25, 2010
How well do your shoes fit?
We took the boys shopping last night. I know! Boys and shopping, theres an irony if ever one existed. Unless we're going X-BOX game shopping, or new hockey-stick shopping, boys and going to the store really don't mesh well.
It was pretty much necessary, considering what happened when I looked at Nolan's feet last week. We were sitting side by side on the couch, with our feet propped on the ottoman. In utter disbelief we merged one foot each, back to back with the other's foot. I kid you not, they were the same size! No wonder he has been complaining of heel pain.
So we bravely headed to the mall with the boys reluctantly in tow. I remember at his age that Nike was just coming on the scene. By the time I hit jr. high school, I would have given anything for a pair of Nikes. I think I landed my first pair sometime in high school, when I could pay for them myself. In the meantime I wore the standard store brand from Tempo, or JcPenney.
I still feel a trace of awe and reverence every time I go to try on a new pair of Nike running shoes. But trying to impress upon the boys how "lucky" they are to have parents who can buy them Nike? Insert eye-roll here. Nolan in particular was not swayed to look at Nike. With Sidney Crosby obsession running through his veins, Reebok, was the shoe de jour.
He found the one he wanted almost instantly. It was mostly a light gray, with purple accents. We all agreed it was a great looking shoe, in a budget friendly price. Perfect. Except for the size. Not a single pair in his size. Now there were plenty of other shoes in his size, but they came with manly sized prices, or all the wrong colors. He started to deflate.
Until Mommy stepped in. With an idea brewing in my head I set out in search of the same shoe, in a different part of the store... and there it was. Gray Reebok shoe with purple accents, and an affordable price. He instantly loved the shoes... and they had his size.
The only drawback? It was a woman's shoe. Steeling myself for the big rejection I was sure was about to follow, I broke the news to Nolan. At this time the brilliant sales woman stepped in an attempt to rescue her quickly evaporating sale. Why weren't those the colors of the Minnesota Vikings? Didn't they look like the shoes Brett Favre might wear? Nolan is taking all of this in, and then she goes in for the kill. I tell you what, she says, you wear these shoes, and someday when I come watch you play in the big league, I'm going to ask you for your autograph.
I saw Nolan slowly smile, walk around a bit in them, shrug his shoulders and heard him say "I'll take them." Insert jaw drop here.
I hate to admit, but the rest of our shopping trip was smooth sailing. It helped that we found a sale on none other than a Brett Favre purple Minnesota Vikings jersey. Maybe we'd "masculinized" the shoe situation well enough for it not to be an issue.
Upon arriving at home, Nolan quickly took off for his friend's house, completely decked out in his new shirt and shoes. But leave it to Nolan, without skipping a beat, when his friend inquired if he had gotten new shoes, he replied, yes, and they're girls!! Insert head shake here... mine!
He wore them to school today. Who knows, maybe he'll start a new fad? Or maybe he just possesses enough self esteem to know it really doesn't matter what kind of shoe you wear. Hmmm... there's a novel idea. It's the message my parent's tried to instill in me. Too bad it took my own kid's wisdom for me to finally get the lesson.
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