"One full 987-piece pack of erasable color Sharpie brand fine-point nontoxic washable markers including neon and white (please make SURE they're washable. Mrs. K's classroom has just been painted again)"
Yeah. She just graduated, but I SO do not miss those Lists. Of course, next month she starts college, and there's still a list, only now it has *just* two things on it.
1. $700.00 worth of text books.
2. New Apple Laptop of $900 value or better.
I still remember that first-grade shopping trip, though. We'd picked out a cute little-girl backpack and cute little-girl pencils and lunchbox and clothes and socks and shoes and the 987-pieces of erasable whatever, a pink ruler, highlighters in 10 colors, a pencil box, a container of 500 erasers, and a pallet of Kleenex, then we turned down the...notebook aisle. She had to have several notebooks, of course, because learning to write takes LOTS OF PAPER.
Bear in mind that I have spent most of my life, and hers, without any TV, and especially without cable. Or Nickelodeon. So I had no earthly idea what I was looking at, on some of the folders. I recognized Hello Kitty, because...hello...that cat has been around since I was in 2nd grade. But the rest? I didn't recognize any of them. What even ARE Bratz?! You guys!! They look like Angelina in size 14 shoes from some weird disco/roller derby nightmare. Scary.
We stopped in front of the folders, and to this day we still laugh about the conversation:
Me: Ok--Folders. They have rainbows, Hello Kitty, puppies...some little cheese dude...?
Her: Mom. That's SpongeBob. He's not cheese.
Me: Who's "SpongeBob"? He looks like Swiss cheese. Why are his eyes bloodshot?
Her: He lives in the ocean. Can I get that one?
Me: I guess so. But not the one with the bloodshot eyes. That's just weird.
After that, we actually started watching SpongeBob now and then, and once you get past the close-ups of the bloodshot eyes or the semi-gross jokes in some of them...he's pretty cute. I get it now.
|Little cheese dude...|