Driving to callbacks, Elyse and I got to talking about the song Ra and I deplore, “Christmas Shoes”.
Me: I HATE THAT SONG.
E: Ohmygod, I love that song. It’s one of my favorites. Mom hates it, too.
Me: We all do, honey. Because it’s STUPID. Christmas shoes, really? Elyse, what child is gonna buy their mom shoes for Christmas? And how horrible is that father: “Okay, now chilluns, Momma’s probably gonna go meet Jesus tonight, so we better dress her up real nice.”
E: He probably went to the dollar store for the shoes.
Me: Yeah. Got her some off-brand crocs.
E: Christmas Crocs.
Me: What ALL the good mommas wear when they meet Jesus.