“She doesn’t, maybe she brought a doll in and slipped it inside her shoe, but you don’t get toys in shoes.”
“They do mummy, just ask the lady at google.”
It’s a sign of the times that a parent’s final word is never final, as whatever I say my children will not believe me unless it’s been confirmed by google.
So, smugly convinced in this case at least I’d be proved right, I asked google as we waited in the lengthy queue amongst screaming infants in the Clarks outlet store, about toys in shoes… And what do I find? Yes of course some bright spark has decided it would be a great idea to put a doll in a school shoe. Thanks for that. Does airport security know about this secret shoe compartment I wonder?
“Yes that’s them, please mummy, please, it’s the thing I most want in the whole wide world…”
For some reason she didn’t seem swayed by my economic argument that she could get two pairs of outlet shoes, for one pair of these bobby dazzlers.
Or by my suggestion that she would lose such a tiny toy in about two minutes flat and could I just not buy her a doll instead?
I’ve been quite fortunate that until this point she has never really wanted anything before, not really, really. Well apart from sweets, or anything hideously pink and sparkly from Claire’s Accessories. But nothing that was going to cost any more than a fiver. But now, a month into year 1, it appears to have begun.
And what did I do? Did I stand firm on the side of common sense and economic reasoning? Set a strong precedent for the future? Defy the Clarks marketing machine?
Nope, I caved in. For a split second I wanted to be the mum who could give her little girl everything she wanted. And found myself thinking well if you can’t have a doll in your shoe when you’re five, when else can you have one?
So we left the Clarks outlet empty handed, I managed to invent some feeble attempt at justification by getting her to promise to work super hard at school and learn all her spellings without complaining and then I found a 25% discount code at Brantano and bought them.
So she’s happy – apart from the twice that we’ve lost the doll already…
I even found myself thinking it might be quite practical for adults too – say for a night out, you could put your taxi money and a house key inside?
But I think I’m going to have to toughen up, as I suspect this is only the beginning…