Ok. All the lovey, dovey junk aside -- the children are our future, a child is a marvel *blueshit -- we all know once you have kids a few things are never the same.
Now, I knew I was never going to be able to sleep in again. I knew that I was never going to be able to just go to the store, or to the bank or for a walk on my own. I knew that I was going to be wiping noses and bums and spills on the floor for the forseeable future. I knew that I was going to be answering the same question fifteen times a day for the next 18 years. I knew that I'd never be alone in the bathroom again for a long, long time. And yes, I know about LOCKING the bedroom door. (Ahem).
But I never really thought how having kids was going to affect YOU, the family and friends that I must buy gifts for at holidays.
It turns out that all the
*BLINK* BLINK* BLINK*
So this stuff has to go somewhere folks, and Christmas is coming. ...
I hope you don't hold it against me. Remember, there are worse smelling things I could be sending you.
4 comments:
That book looks so so familiar. I have two - one for each kid. I look at school fund raising this way - my family and friends are helping to pay for their education because fund raising helps keep tuition down!
And I guess I look at it this way: We're paying for it one way or another. We're just padding the pockets of some company in the process and getting a whole bunch of junk we don't need (or want). The companies aren't donating. They're making money off the fundraising.
If schools HAVE to fundraise for people who don't have enough money to contribute the "extras." I'd be willing to bake or wash cars or contribute to a fund.
Hell, if they sent these flyers home with an option to just pay what they need to raise I'd be happy to do that and skip the waxy build up.
Preschool?? Really?? I don't remember doing ANY fundraisers until I was in middle school. What do preschool's need to buy with this money?
Oh God, no kidding. I ended up just telling the school I'd give them the fifteen bucks we were required to raise. I'd rather sell my soul than sell a coupon book while standing in the front of a department store like an arse.
I'm so not prepared to be the mother of a student. So. Not.
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