Who said getting married and having kids would only result in a boring and predictable life?

We’re about to embark on football boot shopping for one child.
Which naturally requires the attendance of the three others.
With both parents.

*UPDATE*
You want to know how long it took one child to try on three pairs of boots?
1 h.o.u.r.

We got to the shops and the two littlest guys were asleep, so Chef took the big boys in.
I fell asleep listening to a delightful performance of Beethoven’s Fifth.
I adore Beethoven.
Anyway, after about half an hour Oscar comes back and goes into the park I’ve parked beside, siddles up to a dad and his kid and kicks the footy with them.
They finally return.

One hour.

And the boots?

They’re black with a white stripe.