As a child I always had a unique sense of style (i can feel my mother biting her tongue!). I can remember planning a whole outfit around a pair of silver penny loafers that were two sizes to big, so i had to stuff the toes with tissues. I wore them to school with a long black skirt and red and black shirt. This was just one of the odd things I would put together. I guess you could say I wasn't one to worry about what the other kids were wearing. I figured out early that I could get more variety of clothes with my money if i shopped at local stores as opposed to one pair of name brand jeans. I don't recall anyone making fun of me, I guess if they did, I never let it get under my skin.
This trait has certainly been passed down to my nine year old! This morning when he was helping me get Mr. off to the bus he had put on my brown and pink snow boots. They are high boots, with fur lining. I didn't think anything of it since he often wears my shoes out to put the dogs out or get the mail because he can't find his own. (another trait he got from me!)
When he came in the door this afternoon I asked how his day was and he pointed to his feet and said."AWESOME!".
There on his feet were my winter boots that he went to the bus stop with and realized to late that he had them on. We had a good laugh and he told me that when he got to school he just walked into the classroom and announced "everyone look at my boots, get it over with".
I just love this kid!
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