In an effort to expose our kids to a variety of sports, David and Mary started soccer this fall.
While we are super excited to become a soccer family, we are not excited about all the gear. Kriegers are runners. Runners are unfamiliar with gear.
Cleats, shin guards, special gigantic soccer socks. It’s all a foreign language to us.
Since, when it comes to clothes, Mary’s a little…um…what’s the word? Specific? Particular? Erratic and volatile, not unlike the tyrant of a small country?
We were walking home from the bus stop and I explained to her that I bought several sock options for her, and that she could try them all and choose her favorite. And also I bought soccer shorts.
Me: I bought soccer shorts for both of you.
Mary: What do they look like?
Me: Yours are blue with a striped pattern.
Mary: But do soccer shorts look like boy shorts or girl shorts?
Me: You know those shorts I wear all the time when I go for a walk or a run? They look like that?
Mary: Yeah, and you keep wearing them even when you’re not running.
Me: Well, mostly I wear them because they’re really, really comfortable.
Mary: Oh. They’re comfortable. So that’s why you don’t care what you look like?