St(r)oking the Dragon
I could not believe it.
We were at a store. I knew she needed shoes. I knew she has been needing them every now and then because her feet are getting big at least every two days. I led her to a store, with prices ranging from $30 to $40. I told her, “Choose whatever you want, hon.” She looked around, tried some on, looked at the prices and then sat down by me. “I don’t want to, mom. They’re too expensive.” I looked at her aghast and wondered what I would have said if my own mother offered me a buffet of shoes. I would probably have 5 in hand in 5 minutes. It’s just that it never happened. And now I have here my own daughter who can have every shoes she wanted, at any price, and then she tells me no.