Monday, September 22, 2008

It's Not About the Shoes


If anyone would have told me 9+ years ago that I would purchase Vans brand black tennis shoes in my lifetime...

Number 1 is 9 and has wanted these shoes for probably a year. I tried ignoring his pleas thinking he would move on to something else. Really hoping he would realize black Vans really weren't his style, which was, up until yesterday -- 100% khakis, jeans, polos, t-shirts/ 0% black tennis shoes.

I guess I was having flashbacks of the skaters and "hoods" at my high school with their black trench coats and black Vans of the '80's. I am not sure what made me cave on the Vans yesterday, but I did. I told him I would pay for half, if he had enough money to pay for half. Guess who had $30+ in his wallet? We went out for some other errands and stopped by the shoe store. I was secretly praying they wouldn't have his size. They did. On SALE! He even picked out special black and white laces to customize!

If he thanked me once, he thanked me 10 times. We weren't home 30 seconds, he had them on and was out the door. Later, he called me into his room to show me what he was going to wear to school today with his new shoes. He was up and dressed (including shoes) this morning earlier than I can ever remember.

I remember that feeling. New outfit on the first day of school. The first day back after Christmas break. Birthdays. That feeling is special and doesn't come along near as often anymore as it used to. It's not about the shoes.

Now that I think about it, the skaters and "hoods" were actually pretty nice, harmless really. . .

Another day, another story,
Em

1 comment:

ellen sanders said...

I so understand! I have that Son with the black vans!!! He loves how they don't crowd his feet. And I always thought skaters were cool if alittle mysterious. Great story.

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