Yes, that was my daughter pouting in the corner as we asked the nice sales lady at the cute kids boutique to bring out a few sizes of....Uggs!
Yes, that was my daughter that told me "I don't want Uggs today, can we just do it tomorrow??!"
Disclaimer: Yes, I know I have lost my mind in buying an almost 5 year old Uggs, but have you seen these?? And you would not blame me if you knew that shortly dear hubby is putting me on a budget (can you guess why?) and I only have a limited time to grab these things while I can =) (love you Shane =)).
Yes, that was my daughter that just kept shaking her head as I explained that "Mama, Tara and Nicole have some and they are the best boots ever! You can wear them ALL the time just like you did your other furry boots". (I was at least smart enough to test run a much cheaper pair of boots last year to see if she would actually wear them, she LOVED them).
Yes that was my daughter that once the sales lady came back with the absolute cutest boots ever, tried to run away from her Mama, while Mama was trying to keep a smile and not make a scene in said boutique.
Yes, that was my daughter that once Mama got a hold of her, began throwing her skinny, but tall body around so that Mama could not hold her while starting to cry.
Yes, that was my daughter that started screaming crying "I don't want Ugg boots" while Mama was trying to pry dirty Keds off her feet, that were turned in so that she could not get them off. At this point Nonna is helping hold her down and trying to talk some sense into her as we have now caused a scene and Mama is just about to lose her mind.
Yes, that was my daughter that once she actually saw them, turned it off, took off her shoe and smiled while wiping tears and saying "Mama, these are like yours!!"
Oh yeah...Yes, that was my son that during all this took off his socks (not sure why his shoes did not make it out of the van), threw them across the sweet shoe section, and then was walking around barefoot...stroller on his back as he is still strapped in and can just carry it that way, taking down every pair of expensive baby shoes he can get his hands on and then throwing them as far as possible.
All in the name of an overpriced pair of boots....but can you blame me???PS - I stole this post idea from Maggie !