From real life:

My 2-year-old son asked our baby sitter for help in getting his boots on.

He asked for help and she could see why. With her pulling and him pushing, the boots still didn’t want to go on. When the second boot was on, she had already worked up a sweat.

She almost whimpered when my son said, "Wrong feet!"

She looked and sure enough, they were on the wrong feet. It wasn’t any easier pulling the boots off than it was putting them on. She managed to keep her cool as together they worked to get the boots back on -- this time on the right feet.

He then announced, "These aren’t my boots."

She bit her tongue rather than get right in his face and scream, "Why didn’t you say so?" like she wanted to. Once again she struggled to help him pull the ill-fitting boots off.

He then said, "They’re my cousin’s boots. My Mom made me wear them."

She didn’t know if she should laugh or cry. She mustered up the grace to wrestle the boots on his feet again.

She said, "Now, where are your mittens?"

He said, "I stuffed them in my boots..."

Have a great weekend everyone!


parisukat said... @ September 29, 2007 at 12:38 AM

haha nice one!

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