Fiesta Shoes

Dear Mom at Plaza Fiesta yesterday,

I have your kid’s shoes.  Well, to be accurate, my kid has your kid’s shoes.  Perhaps, as you were leaving yesterday, you were in a hurry.  Perhaps your kid was using the same old “My shoes won’t do up!” stall tactic (which, of course, you didn’t fall for, they are velcro, after all).  Perhaps you gave him the stink eye, told him you didn’t want to hear it, and his shoes were fine, time to get moving.  Which, admittedly, I would have done.  Then, your kid starts complaining his shoes hurt.  And after you get home, you wonder why the heck the top strap won’t stay done up.   That would be because the shoes he has on are (much like the Grinch’s heart) two sizes too small.  And the top strap won’t buckle because the velcro is both worn out *and* coated with dog hair. 

Maybe, you don’t even realize what’s happened.  Maybe you have two other kids, and if you had a penny for every time someone complained about an article of clothing, you’d be a very rich woman.  But in case you did realize, and in case you wondered what happened, here’s my story.

My kid was the last one out of the play area.  As he walked out, he said his shoes were too loose.  At a glance, I could tell they weren’t his, mostly due to the lack of dog-hair-infested velcro.  So we went back in and checked all the shoe cubbies.  Nope, someone had walked off with his shoes.  Outside the play area, I walked around checking out all the kid’s feet.  No luck.  Our shoes had left the building.  That’s how your kid’s shoes came home to live with us. 

I have contacted Plaza Fiesta with my information, just in case you check in with them.  The ones that were ours needed to be replaced anyway (as you’ve probably deduced for yourself), but you may want yours back since they are nice and clean and presumably the right size for your kid.

Heather

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