My kids are a little funny. Okay, a lot funny. For instance: a couple nights ago we had pizza for dinner. Yes, that's all - pizza. As I set my kids at the table with their dinner, M asks: "Can we have green beans too?" ...of course I will never say no to a request like that! So - pizza and green beans. More than that, M ate all her green beans before her pizza, and asked for more...E did the same...and when we were all out of green beans they ate their pizzas. E needed some new shoes - all he has are sandals and thin cloth ones, or some that have gotten too small. We went to payless, and I discovered he has his own opinions about his shoes. M Let me get whichever ones, the prettier the better - comfort was of little import (as it is with most women.) E, however, turned down three pairs, barely letting me get them strapped on. Two were tennishoes like these , and the other a pair of boots. Finally he settled on these and walked off with them on, completely sati