New Shoes.

Last Saturday we took Zach to get some new shoes. Of course Samson found some that he really really liked. I said let's put them on hold and see what you have at home and go from there. Well Saturday afternoon Samson got some gooey stuff all over his carpet (which is now a beautiful shade of mauve) and for sure he was not getting any shoes. On Sunday he woke up and said "dad, can I get my shoes now? I'm not naughty today". I still said no. Well now its Tuesday and Chris finally broke. I knew he would when on Sunday he came home from work and said he had thought about it all day. I'm just surprised that it took this long for him to break.


Samson could not be any happier then right now. He is definetely his fathers child. A shoe whore till the end.