Monday, January 14, 2013

He Doesn't Ask For Much #2

It had been a typical crazy five day week back to school after two weeks off.  I had to take a vanload of girls to a visitation, and we were waiting for the daddy-of-the-house to get home to take my son to his basketball practice.

"Hey, mom?" he asked.  "Do you think maybe I could get a new pair of shoes sometime soon?"

"Sure," I replied.  "Maybe this weekend.  Are yours getting too tight?"

"No.  I noticed the one has a crack at the bottom."

I asked him to show me the shoes:

Once I recovered from the shame of not knowing his shoes were so worn, I told him we would go tonight to get new ones.  By the time my husband had gotten home and I relayed the information, my son had brought down piggy bank money to pay for his new shoes.  He truly is the sweetest.  Needless to say, he has new shoes AND still has all his piggy bank money.