I was running today to pick up Kyra from school. I was racing to put the boys in the car and didn’t have time to glam myself up (oh, yes, you all know how glam I get too! NOT!) I was in my sweats, too big jeans and my hair up in a pony. I went to go squeeze my running shoes on without untying the laces.

Kaeson looks up and me and says, “Mom, I don’t want you to wear those shoes.” He has never expressed concern over my choice of apparal. I asked him why. He looked at me and with disgust in his voice he retorted, “Because they are UGLY!” There was such a tone of “duh” in his little four year old voice. I then turned and said, “I am only going to wear them into the car.” The little voice then came back, “Then mom, don’t get out of the car. No one wants to see those shoes.”

From the mouth of babes does truth really emerge.