He Likes His Shoes

I will concede that this whole mothering bit is one big lesson in, "Oh, that's why it's done that way." I just learned why no one in her right mind will go shoe shopping in late August and or early September. Because there are no shoes left on account of all the "back to school" spending -- oh, except for the radically expensive ones. And this is how I ended up spending far more on my children's footwear than on my own. (That is really saying something.)


The good news is that Mason likes his shoes. And clearly, nothing else.

PS -- It's someone's birthday. But I'm not saying anything. You know, out of respect for the old people.