Yesterday B and I hit the big annual flea market. We spent $1.50 on a Lightning McQueen lunchbox and a wooden cement truck. I got to be the awesome mom when I relented and said, “Oh ok – you can choose two things…”. I am so generous!
Last night we browsed Zappos.com looking for flipflops that are more substantial than the $6 pair we picked up at Target. B, of course, wants ones with Lightning on them, but I had to draw the line. I triedcto explain that we choose shoes based on which ones are best for our feet, not which cartoon character is on them. I don’t think B really followed my logic, but as long as I offer something that sounds like a reason in response to his “why,” he’s generally satisfied.