Packing for a trip and Dean was suchhhhh a pain when I even mentioned heels.
“No, I said no.”
“But I’m just bringing ONE pair and you KNOW all my pants are designed for heels. If I don’t wear heels on the trip, most of my pants choices are eliminated.”
“Good. Easier for you to get dressed, then.”
“Come onnnn, I feel better in heels. You think it’s easy being short and pregnant? Everything looks better in heels! Heck, even my hair looks better in heels.”
We went back and forth arguing about this. I think I even asked him if he’d like his wife to be pants-less on the trip. Bla bla bla and in the end…
I know in the end he probably won’t let me actually wear them there, but won’t hurt to have another argument.
Don’t they look so happy to be brought along? *smiles to self*