The end of my rope.

I am at the end of my rope.  So, this is my blog and I’ll bitch if I want to.

Alivia has been in first grade for roughly 3 months.  In 3 months time, she has lost one sweater, one winter ear band, several earrings, one library book, and as of yesterday one shoe.  Yes, you heard me, one shoe…just one.

And it wasn’t just any shoe.  It was this shoe:

They are Merrell’s.  Right now, I am looking at them on Zappos.com and they are $50.00.  At this point I cannot confirm or deny whether I paid $50 for these shoes, because thinking about that makes throw up in my mouth.

I feel the need to justify spending that amount on children’s shoes, so let’s just say I did.  Alivia wears uniforms to school, and for the most part the uniforms are jumpers and skorts.  So, for the most part she needs a dressy shoe.  I bought these because they were cute, and looked comfortable, and since they were Merrell’s I knew they would last at least 6 months. 

I was wrong.  Within two months the elastic holding one of the straps in place was only hanging on by a shred because she is lazy keeps taking them on and off without un-doing the strap.

When we found this out we were pretty pissed.  We told her she was going to have to buy another pair of shoes because these ones were basically new, and she had wrecked them.

Well, super-mom (me!) decided to try to sew the elastic back together, and it worked!  They were better than new!  Yesss! 

That was only two weeks ago.  Now yesterday Shawn was going through Alivia’s backpack and noticed there was only one shoe.  He asked her about it, and get this, she shrugged her shoulders.  That child shrugged her shoulders!  Oh. My. Word.  It’s not just any shrug either, it’s that shrug and that look that says “not my problem.”

I know what you’re thinking.  Just go to the school and find it.  Well, it’s not that simple.  She rode the bus yesterday.  This means…she got on the bus at daycare, switched busses at the public elementary school, rode that bus to school, went to school, got on a bus at the end of the day, rode that bus to the elementary school, switched busses, and rode back to daycare.

Do you understand what I’m saying?  That shoe could be F-ing anywhere!

So, over Christmas vacation I have a 6 year old who is looking for work.  Or, if you happen to have one size 12 Black Merrell Plaza Bandeau shoe, that would be even better!