Tuesday, July 29, 2014
If you buy a kid some school supplies, he's going to be super excited to open them.
When he opens them, they are going to be spread all over the family room floor.
When they are spread all over the floor, you'll tell the kid to put them in his backpack (not a new one because we just bought this one last year, doggone it).
When he puts them in his backpack, they will be all safe and ready for the first day of school (which isn't for another 15 days) until...
The kid decides he needs to take them out of his backpack so he can use the backpack to take with him to SkyZone. You'll tell the kid to put the school supplies back in his backpack and find another bag to take to SkyZone. Then you will leave for work, not being wise enough to tell your spouse that the kid should not, under any circumstances, take his backpack to SkyZone.
So of course, the kid takes his backpack -- filled with $857 worth of school supplies (so I'm might be exaggerating a little) -- to the Boys & Girls Club with him and then to the club's field trip to SkyZone.
And...say it with me...LEAVES. THE. BACKPACK. THERE.
Yes, the backpack that was filled with school supplies. The backpack that was supposed to stay safely on the bedroom floor for another 15 days.
I'm going on a field trip too. To the liquor store.