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Wednesday, January 26, 2011

You can’t argue with cute

This morning I was getting ready to go to Bible study and couldn’t decide which shoes to wear.  Mike had already left to take Sarah to school, so the only counsel I had in the house was Nathan.  Being a 5 year old boy, he’s not normally the person I would go to for shoe advice, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

shoes

I went to his room with both shoes on (technically one shoe and one boot) and this is how the conversation went…

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Me: Nathan, which shoes should I wear?

Nathan: (Takes one look.) The black ones.

Me: (Surprised because my son loves him some boots.) So you think the black ones instead of boots?

Nathan: Yeah.

Me: Why?

Nathan: Because the black ones are better and they are really cute.

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Lesson: You can't argue with cute.

Or a five year old boy with an opinion about shoes.

Who knew?

3 comments:

  1. I like the black shoes!

    My boys give great shoe advice. When my oldest was 3 or 4, I'd take him out shoe shopping with me. He picked out some of the best shoes! He always chose the ones that I would have chosen for myself.

    The best part about it? At 3, 4, 5 years old, they ALWAYS give an honest opinion. Whether you want it or not! :)

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  2. love the boots - where did you get them?!?

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  3. Jennifer, I got them at the Cavendars in San Marcos, oddly enough. But I'm sure they'd have them at any Cavendars. I love them. SO comfortable and simple. I would wear them every day if I thought my boss wouldn't mind me showing up in jeans and boots every day. :)

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