She absolutely HAD to have these boots. It didn't matter that they were 8 sizes too big. She HAD to have them.
Didn't I realize they had pretty sparkles? Didn't I understand that she just loved them and would die without them?
She tried them on 3 times, each time begging me for the money to get them. But just like any mean mom, I said no. "But they fit PERFECT, mom!"
I am quite possibly the meanest mom that ever lived. She told me so.
