Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Those Middle Kids

Meet Middle Son.

As every middle child has the right, expectation, and privilege to, Middle Son walks to the beat of a different drummer.

To date we have kept him from tattoos, piercings, and fast motorized vehicles. I'm feeling quite happy and mildly surprised.

So if there was a child who would spot these shoes . . . he would be the one.

He not only spotted them . . . he wanted them . . . he begged for them . . . he talked the Man of the House into purchasing them.

After all, if you're choosing between a pair of shoes and a Kawasaki Ninja ZX-10R, it's a very easy choice to make.

He says they help him run faster, jump further, and climb higher.

Like that's something we need around here.

Oh, goodness, don't tell the Man of the House the things that happen around here while he's diligently and naively slaving away at work!


  1. Those shoes are so fun!!! Love that last picture. We'll keep it between us. :)

  2. OMgoodness! I can't believe he is climbing up your wall! and those shoes (don't tell him...) They are ugly and look terribly uncomfortable... I don't like my toes being constricted... I don't like those toe socks either :) to each his own...

  3. What a great picture! Wasn't it the same child who had the column-climbing incident about a year ago? Now he has the right equipment for that feat!

  4. How adorable, 'jump/climb/strive like you mean it'
    my little grandson would this the young man with
    those boots....? ...this is a very independent young man...foster that!!