Connor amazes me. I am not sure whether he is the thing, or it is the age he is at, or whether he is a boy and thus this sort of thing is normal. Or a combination of environmental factors.
Last year I bought six pairs of school shoes for Connor. Even rudimentary mathematics that tells you that with only 10 school going months in the year – that is really an unacceptable amount of school shoes for one child to work their way through.
It was not so much that he grew out of them, because he is growing like he is on steroids and growth hormones. It is that he gives his shoes such a hammering, that after three weeks it is time to resign the shoes to the dustbin. The soles are destroyed or the front of the shoe has been worn away so badly that I can see his socks.
I did not have a very organized December/January, with the result that when school started I sent Connor off to school in his last year’s clothes and shoes without doing any Xmas Bonus school clothes shopping (I spent it all on the stationery I had to purchase.)
His feet had however grown and he complained that they were too small. The shoes looked like utter crap, but he did not complain about them aesthetically. But when your child complains that his feet are getting sore in his shoes, then it is time to pull out the credit card and not worry too much about how you will be buying wine this month.
Kennith bought him a pair or new bright and shiny white takkies from a reputable shoe manufacturer (I want to add that just so there is an understanding that he is not wearing R19.99 specials – these are dinkum hardcore shoes).
Fast forward two weeks, Kennith sees the takkies and realizes these shoes have maybe a month in them if we are lucky, as this pair is pretty much annihilated. The only way they are going to see a future is to send Connor to school barefoot for at least three days of each week.
Connor is in a school that encourages kids to come bare feet, except on Friday when it is “saal-day.” We really must get our kids into private schools ….
When I pose the age old question “what the hell do you do with your shoes at school?”
Connor answers: “I run … a lot!”
As if that totally explains and justifies mom having to cut back on wine purchase to keep the boy in shoes.
On the weekend we stopped and purchase 6 large water bottles for the kids to use for school. I really do not want to shock you with how many bottles I purchase and the fact that the part where you suck the water out gets eaten, which means they spill water or juice all over the school bag, which becomes my problem when I discover this at 10pm at night.
So we buy 6 bottles. First day. Connor loses one.
I am not sure we can afford to keep Connor in school at this rate!