Tiny Tim

Backstory: You might remember a post from a few months ago about the curse of the light-up shoes. To refresh your memory, William HAD to have these cheesy light-up Cars shoes for back to school. About a month after we got them one of the lights went out on the bottom, the Cars stickers rubbed off and the tongues on the shoes slide to one side. Trying to teach him a lesson, I have refused to buy him new shoes until he saves up enough money or grows out of them. I reminded him that Mommy wanted to buy the nice, fast shoes that didn't have lights and to listen to Mommy next time.

So...I took the kids to the mall last week because I had to return something. I promised a stop by the play area for good behavior. On our way we walked past the mall Santa. To my surprise, there was no one there and Santa looked bored stiff. He flagged us down and insisted that the kids come in and see him. Santa asked for their names, if they had been naughty or nice and then asked William what he wanted for Christmas. William wants everything he sees so I just bought him the things I think he will like most. I have really been trying not to go overboard this year. I was extra interested to hear what he told Santa he wanted and hoping it was something I bought. William thought for a few moments and then said, "Santa, I really need a new pair of shoes for Christmas." Santa looked dumbfounded. He kind of sized me up with a confused expression. He sounded like Tiny Tim..."Please sir, can you spare a hot meal and a pair of shoes?" So pitiful!

I think Santa is going to have to run to the Stride Rite outlet this week and buy a new pair of fast shoes for Tiny Tim.