Well I was trying to be a good EcoMom. I called a mother of one of Corbin’s friends. “Do you have any cleats that Henry has outgrown?” Now Megan is a pretty hip, together EcoMom herself so she quickly got it. “Yes! I think I have one from two years ago that would fit Corbin perfectly.” The plan was to do the exchange that afternoon right before the first practice with Coach Aaron. However, we had to go get new socks and shin guards first. Unfortunately, I did not hear the sound of Jaws approaching. Dun dun dun dun. Bite. “I want MY OWN soccer shoes!!!!” cries Corbin. Bite harder. “This is my first real soccer team and I really want my own shoes!” Sad eyes on top of sharp teeth.
Now just so you know, I don’t easily give in to whines. I am one of those moms who has been seen walking away from her kid in a grocery store aisle while said child lies writhing on the floor over a denial of some chemical-and-food-color-containing-superhero-on the cover-product. And I know that compared to children around the world who play soccer next to mine fields, or in bombed outskirts of former cities, my son’s issues are not even worth mentioning. (On this subject, I have to give a shout out to Heidi Kuhn, a dear friend and founder of Roots of Peace, who de-mines land fields around the world, giving children a safer place to play, planting organic vineyards and creating altogether miraculous transformations in countries such as Cambodia, Iraq, Angola and Afghanistan.) But I have wanted Corbin to play soccer for over three years. He is a passionate little athlete who has committed himself to surfing, snowboarding, skateboarding and mountain biking, but team sports? Nothing. And I really want him, an only child, to have an experience of working together with a team. So when his buddy Nolan decided to play soccer, I knew this was our chance. And Corbin cautiously agreed. Sooo, when I saw the whole thing about to fall apart over a pair of shoes, I gave in and Corbin ended up with a brand new pair of soccer cleats. The perfectly good pair of previously used ones shall remain on the shelf, in wait for Henry’s little sister Charlotte. Who hopefully won’t be as much of a fashion diva as my son. Should your child be more cooperative in this regard than mine, I highly suggest swap shopping with friends or sites such as Craigslist or Zwaggle.









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