A Woman And Her Shoes

This evening my wife got it in her head that the children needed shoes to go with their Easter outfits. More specifically, The Princess needed shoes to match her Easter dress and The Professor and The Joker needed new dress shoes. Being that I am completely whipped after dinner we went to Payless.

Trips to places such as shoe stores show me why I am only blessed with one daughter. The Princess has strong opinions on things like shoes. Her brothers, for the most part, wear whatever their mother tells them too without any argument. Actually, I usually wear whatever Mrs. Awesome tells me to without arguing as well *lol*. Anyway, Mrs. Awesome found the pair of shoes she thought would look perfect with The Princess's dress. The Princess hated the shoes and wanted a pair of Hannah Montana high heels instead.

The issue was the fact these shoes are for Easter, which means things are dressier than usual. In my wife's mind, the Hannah Montana shoes just weren't going to cut it. She was set on The Princess wearing white shoes with her dress because she thinks it will look better. Mrs. Awesome chose a lovely pair of white shoes for her.

The Princess believed these shoes are for babies. This leads to a huge standoff in Payless. Both of the women in my life tend to be stubborn. The Princess starts to flat out refuse to try the shoes on Mrs. Awesome picked out for her. I stepped in and forced her to try them on. The shoes fit perfectly, so these are the ones we wanted to buy. These shoes were also $10 cheaper than the Hannah Montana shoes.

Well, The Princess being our Princess or Drama Queen begins crying when she knows she's not getting the Hannah Montana shoes. She cries about how she never gets anything, which isn't true but in general she's making a scene in the store. She looked pathetic with the broken wrist and all. Some other customers had started looking at us at that point adding to my utter embarrassment.

We ended up compromising with her. She paid for the Hannah Montana shoes with her own money. We paid for the white shoes. On Easter morning, she will be wearing the white shoes Mrs. Awesome chose for her. Tomorrow when we go see the Hannah Montana movie, she can wear her Hannah Montana shoes along with her big Hannah Montana hoop earrings she bought at Wal-Mart last night.

*sigh* I am beginning to wonder if I should start praying nightly that the Turkey is another boy. I'm not sure I need to start over with a girl.