Little guy: "Did you get new shoes mom?" he very sweetly asked after dinner...as he placed his big toe on the rubber toe of my new right shoe.
Let me pause here to say that this kid pretty much never, NEVER, wears shoes in the summer...and he runs around in the street...and he doesn't really ever wash them thoroughly during his daily bathing routine.
Me: "Hey, aaaaaagh!" as I hastily retracted my foot, leaving the big black toe print clearly visible on the once pristine rubber.
Little guy: "Oh, sorry mom. Chill, it's just a shoe."
He's right. OK, now I can breathe. It's rather like when you have a new car. That first ding is sort of a relief...sort of.
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