It's almost bedtime, so our little family busily cleans up the toys downstairs. I notice Ian is wearing Laurel's princess shoes, a common sight these days.
Once finished with picking up the day's mess, I announce, "Alright guys, it's time for bed. Let's go upstairs and put on your jammies."
Ian meets up with me at the bottom of the stairs and states, "Mommy, I'll race you upstairs."
"No, Ian, I don't want to race you while you're wearing heels."