This week of Project 52, has been thinking about going back to school and having to buy school shoes.
Poor N has been on the farm with his dad this week while I’ve been at work. Usually he loves being on the farm, but this time of year is the boring time. He can’t really help out and it’s long days on the tractor. His dad’s drilling at the moment so N’s been hanging around with anyone who’s doing something different. But each day this week he’s moaned he’s bored. It’s a shame he won’t read like I used to, because at least he could sit on a tractor and read. He’s got another week of it before I’m on leave again.
On Saturday it was school shoe buying day. In our town there’s only 1 shoe shop left that will measure and fit children’s shoes. But they don’t measure accurately, or fit shoes properly. The shoes don’t fit N’s feet well enough. So we head out to Stow on the Wold to the children’s shoe shop there. Luckily there was only a short wait, but it wasn’t a particularly happy visit.
I’m fussy because I want N to have proper school shoes, not the black trainer style shoes that so many are nowadays. Despite N’s trainers now being a size 2, he only measured 13.5. The last 2 years he’s been a 13, so I’m just praying he doesn’t have a sudden huge spurt before he’s got any decent wear out of his new shoes.
The shoes that were brought out were mostly ‘trainers’ which were a no. So that left some Ecco ones which fitted. The right amount of space, no slipping on his slim heels and narrow feet (not the G width Clarks had measured him as!). But he said they were too tight. Obviously because he’s been in trainers all summer (and work boots). So they found the shoe style and make he had last year. And those were supposedly too tight as well. Arghhh. Putting on one of each didn’t help.
Thankfully the fitter explained that trainers vs school shoes, and pointed out how it was fitting, where and what it should be like. We had no choice, he had to have one pair and I decided to take the softer leather ones. I think they’re a nice pair of shoes, they look more grown up (no bumper on the front – thankfully they only use school shoes indoors and for walking to church/on school trips, so hopefully they’ll not get too wrecked).
But N said I was bad. Because he didn’t like them. I wish he’d have said that instead of saying they didn’t fit (supposedly that means he doesn’t like them). There was no other choice to suit his feet, so he’d have had to choose one of them anyway.
Hopefully by the time school comes round he’ll be ok with them. After we’ve got over the argument that he thinks he had Kickers last year when they were Startrite. Sigh. Children and their non-chronological memories.
Have you done the school shoes and uniform shopping yet?
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