I know I've probably said that before, but this proves it.
She bought B a pair of runners yesterday.
They kind of looked like this, but well, they weren't nike, and they weren't this cool. But, they looked similar, only they would've been about 1/9th of the price, and looked it.
Anyway.
So she got B to try the shoes on, they fit, B didn't complain. So they brought them home.
This morning, little miss B was all excited "Mummy can I wear my new runners to school today?"
So of course, I said yes. She's almost out of her old ones anyway, and I wanted her to wear her runners in before she goes to her dad's this weekend.
She gets dressed, puts her runners on and comes in to the bathroom where I'm getting ready for work looking a little sad.
me: (brushing teeth) What's wrong?
B: They don't fit properly
me: (spitting toothpaste into sink..) what do you mean they don't fit properly?
B: They feel funny
me: (gargling) Thas coz they new lurbleurble
B: No, one is bigger than the other one
me: (choking on gargles) what? Didn't nanna check the sizes?
B: They're both size 4
me: (finally looking at B's feet) ...
B: what?
me: They're both right shoes
B: No they're not, there's something wrong with them!
me: No B, they're both the same side shoe - they're both for your right foot!
Yeah, I had to go back to Big W today and explain to the lady at the counter that I would like to return the shoes because my daughter has a right and a left foot, not two right feet.
Needless to say, she laughed for a good 5 minutes straight, finally composed herself, then laughed some more.
Next time my mum does something retarded, SHE can go explain the stupid.
Oh and, each time I go to exchange ONE thing, it ends up a shopping spree - this $20 pair of shoes ended up with me wandering around the store and purchasing over $200 worth of clothes, as well as another 2 pairs of runners. All for B.
One day, I'll go buy myself some clothes I swear.
She bought B a pair of runners yesterday.
They kind of looked like this, but well, they weren't nike, and they weren't this cool. But, they looked similar, only they would've been about 1/9th of the price, and looked it.
Anyway.
So she got B to try the shoes on, they fit, B didn't complain. So they brought them home.
This morning, little miss B was all excited "Mummy can I wear my new runners to school today?"
So of course, I said yes. She's almost out of her old ones anyway, and I wanted her to wear her runners in before she goes to her dad's this weekend.
She gets dressed, puts her runners on and comes in to the bathroom where I'm getting ready for work looking a little sad.
me: (brushing teeth) What's wrong?
B: They don't fit properly
me: (spitting toothpaste into sink..) what do you mean they don't fit properly?
B: They feel funny
me: (gargling) Thas coz they new lurbleurble
B: No, one is bigger than the other one
me: (choking on gargles) what? Didn't nanna check the sizes?
B: They're both size 4
me: (finally looking at B's feet) ...
B: what?
me: They're both right shoes
B: No they're not, there's something wrong with them!
me: No B, they're both the same side shoe - they're both for your right foot!
Yeah, I had to go back to Big W today and explain to the lady at the counter that I would like to return the shoes because my daughter has a right and a left foot, not two right feet.
Needless to say, she laughed for a good 5 minutes straight, finally composed herself, then laughed some more.
Next time my mum does something retarded, SHE can go explain the stupid.
Oh and, each time I go to exchange ONE thing, it ends up a shopping spree - this $20 pair of shoes ended up with me wandering around the store and purchasing over $200 worth of clothes, as well as another 2 pairs of runners. All for B.
One day, I'll go buy myself some clothes I swear.
Speedy Bubbles
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