I am at work. I am still recovering from knee surgery, but you know adult responsibilities and all.... difficult child calls me: Mom, I'm at ____________ with Jarid. They have Nike "somename" for $40. Me: That's nice dear. difficult child: Well, I really want some new shoes. Me: Me, too. I stunned him. He didn't say anything but okay. I didn't go into the spill about having a job and being able to buy what you want---I didn't argue---I just agreed without giving him what he wanted. He simply said okay and hung up. I'm still laughing.