Shoe shopping for my boys.

Ugh. I hate shoe shopping for my boys. I know that just last week I said that I loathed bra shopping…but honestly? Shoe shopping for my boys’ ranks right up there with bra shopping.

Here’s how it goes…

We go into a store.

Buddy immediately picks out the ugliest shoe (i.e. in his eyes, the “coolest”)

I say no.

Buddy pouts and refuses to try on any shoes.

I find some nice looking (i.e. not black or navy blue) shoes and ask for them in Buddy’s size.

Buddy tries them on and says they don’t fit right and hurt his feet.

I am exasperated.

I find some more semi nice looking (i.e. not completely black or navy blue) shoes and ask for them in Buddy’s size.

Buddy tries them on and says they don’t fit right and hurt his feet.

I am exasperated and move on to Buster.

I find some nice looking shoes (i.e. not black or navy blue) shoes and ask for them in Buster’s size.

The salesperson comes out and tells me they don’t have them in his size.

I am exasperated.

I find some more semi nice looking (i.e. not completely black or navy blue) shoes and ask for them in Buster’s size.

The salesperson comes out and tells me they don’t have them in his size.

I am exasperated and the kids are climbing over the benches and jumping down from them and running laps around the store.

We leave.

We go to every other store in the mall looking for shoes.

We don’t find any to try on.

My kids are insane. I am losing my mind.

We go back to the first store we went to and I give in.

I let Buddy pick out 4 pair of ugly (i.e. black or navy blue) shoes to try on.

I find 3 pair of ugly (i.e. black or navy blue) shoes for Buster to try on.

We compromise and purchase the least ugly of all the shoes.

The kids are super happy.

Mom is not.