Punkin kept going over to the aisle that held shoes in her size, and coming back with cute shoes that fit nicely and were priced accordingly, then nearly stomping off in a pout when I asked her to find something else, while Sweet Pea refused to try on anything I picked out for her. Sweet Pea and Buddy kept finding shoes that were not in their size, asking my opinion, then asking me to put the shoes back on the shelf for them while I was trying to locate a pair of shoes that they might like, that were in my price range, that were in their size. I understand now why some mothers put their children on those "leashes" I've seen. (Although, if Sweet Pea and Buddy were both on leashes, they would probably succeed in wrapping around and restraining me while they ran amock in the store.) Those little people are fast... and grabby... and easily distracted by pretty shoes. (I have NO idea where they got that from)
Thankfully, I was able to find them each a pair of gym shoes and a pair of sandals for summer before I did a little shoe-hunting for my own self. Ah... so many cute shoes, so little time and money and outfits to match...
About ninety minutes, two trips to the "Employee Only" bathroom, and countless pairs of shoes tried on and discarded later, the three clowns and I had
The clowns were so pleased with their new shoes, the each wanted to wear one of their new pairs out of the store. It was getting to be half-passed their standard bedtime, so the clowns were beginning to get a wee bit more wound up (and I didn't think that was possible). Getting them to focus on what I was saying, and getting them to calm down and quit zipping around the store in their new shoes proved to be a feat (heh) in itself.
"Mom! Look! I mixed up the shoes!"
"Greaaattt. I'm sure the high-schooler who works the floor will be dazzled with your product display organizational skills."
Thankfully, blackmail still works.
"Whoever is not listening will not be getting new shoes tonight."
Back in the externally flameless Mommyvan, Buddy started fussing about having to go to bed when we arrived back home. I wonder how long I can use "If you don't behave, I'll take those shoes right back to the store!"