We were out shopping for shoes today.
As my daughter tried on a pair of tennis shoes, she said with a giggle, "Daddy said you almost named me Reebok."
"Reebok, huh?" I said, shaking my head.
"Yep, Reebok."
"Honey, that's why the mama signs the birth certificate," I answered, as we put her brand new shoes in their box and made our way to the register.
It's a good thing she is slowly "getting" our family's sense of humor or she could be scarred for life.
Other parents are saving for college. I'm saving for therapy.
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Therapy's gotta be a lot more interesting
Maybe save equally for both? :)
Funny post. I'll share my new shoes with ya, come see me, I have a pic of them on the post entitled Project 365-#4. Pic at the end.
Oh no, I think we're ALL saving for therapy!
My SIL used to say she was saving for bond money, but decided there might be too much self-fulfilling prophecy in that statement and decided to stop. I dunno - her second child ... :)
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