I don’t know that I can think of an instance where my laziness and ability to overlook things came as handy as it did on Christmas Eve as we were exiting the minivan to head into church.
But let me back up a minute…
On Tuesday afternoon, the two older boys went over to play with their friend Adam. Adam’s mom Ginger is a friend of mine, and I’m always happy when she hands me a pair of Adam’s outgrown Keens for my boys to wear. This time, it wasn’t sandals like we have, but a pair of lace-up brown leather shoes in great shape similar to these. And though Adam is in 1st grade like Bennett, he’s at least as tall as Luke (probably taller) and has about the same size foot.
I sat the shoes on the back seat of the van that doesn’t have a booster seat on it. And I left them there repeatedly, many times looking at them when my hands were full and thinking I’d go back out to the van for them and then getting distracted by something shiny and forgetting to go back out there, and then repeating that cycle the next time I came in from the van.
Thankfully, I kept walking away from them for four days, because on Saturday, when Luke got out of the van at church wearing a nice pair of khakis and a shirt and tie AND HIS TOTALLY BEAT UP SNEAKERS, I nearly freaked out at him. I mean, seriously…he’s 9. He knows I allow Chuck Taylors that aren’t nasty or church shoes (which, ahem, I still haven’t bought him). He really had no excuse for putting them on other than they were right by the door when he left the house and he didn’t want to go upstairs for the shoes he needed. I was especially irritated because our family was being greeters at the doors to the church, and Luke looked like a ragamuffin.
Just as I was about to close the van door in a huff, I saw them, surrounded by a heavenly light…the shoes!
I made him kick off his nasty old shoes and put on the Keens. They were a tiny bit snug, but completely tolerable, and I think he knew better than to complain given that he’d made a bad choice leaving the house.
So here’s to laziness!