New Shoes And A Beautiful Poem

I just went shoe shopping!!!!!!!!!! Pretty much the last thing I needed to do, and I can't think too hard about my Old Navy bill next month or I will probably have a panic attack, but I got some really cute ones!!!! Besides, I will be job hunting soon.

I bought each boy a little pair of Chuck Taylors!!!!! They are too cute I can't wait till they come in!! I just hope they fit, I've never bought shoes off the Internet before, but I am optimistic. And look what I got:

How cute are these??? This picture doesn't really do them justice but there's a little fairy charm there on the side!! I also got three other pairs, but these are the cutest by far. I have found a new favorite brand, Rocket Dog. I've never seen these shoes in Journeys before, which is my favorite shoe store, but www.piperlime.com has a great selection, I am definitely going to be buying shoes from there from now on. Of course the pair I really wanted had to be marked down to an insane $16, whereby leaving only one size in stock, a seven, of course too small for me to squeeze my feet into.

Next-door neighbor/landlord/Best Friend's Mother lent me this great book last night, a collection of stories and songs and quotes about motherhood with illustrations by Mary Engelbreit. Not a big poetry fan, but this one brought tears to my eyes (especially paired with the beautiful illustrations--she could have been drawing my boys exactly):

My Two Sons

by Melody Carlson

My two sons,
I always wanted you.
Even when I was a little girl
Playing with baby dolls.
I clothed them and fed them,
Rocked them and sang a lullaby
Thinking that one day,
I would have babes of my own.

And God gave me you,
My two sons.
And I clothed you and fed you,
I rocked you to sleep.
And sang you a lullaby.
And it was wonderful.
I wanted it to last
Forever.

But quickly you grew older,
With sturdy legs and grinning faces.
And we made a sandbox,
Played with Legos
And read stories.
We learned to ride bikes
And mended owies.
And you grew up.

Now you are young men.
Both over six feet tall,
with whiskers.
It feels like you don't
need me--very much.

And I have to let go,
And trust God to care for you,
But it's the hardest thing
I've ever done.

My two sons,
I always wanted you
But now all I can do
Is watch and pray,
That you will let God
Clothe you, and feed you,
Rock you and sing
you a lullaby.
And it will be wonderful.