It was amazing.
I was showing off the red heels and the black heels and the little strappy pair to my older girls and The Diva, 6 of 8, when my eight year old son, 5 of 8 came strolling into the room.
"What are you doing?" he asked in his scratchy Elmer Fudd voice. "Why are there all these shoes around? What's so exciting about that?"
"Ah," 6 of 8 intoned, in a superior and exasperated tone. "Look, 5 of 8, this is girl language and you don't understand girl language and girl language is all about the shoes."
I hope 5 of 8 is taking notes on 6 of 8's girl insights. Because he could be a lot further down the field than most guys if he'll just pay attention.