Posted on | June 12, 2013 | 5 Comments
This week at J’s school, they are doing Vacation Bible School in the mornings. Apparently, last week there was a note somewhere on some piece of paper that detailed what that would mean for the week.
I missed that note.
Each day of this week calls for a different colored shirt, a different can of food, and increasing amounts of money. Monday was pennies and sadly I missed that day. I don’t actually know what the shirt color was supposed to be for Monday, because I missed that, too. We got most of yesterday right except that it was canned potatoes and seriously? Canned potatoes? That’s a thing? I sent peas.
The problem is, my kid is seriously in line with this whole “Wear the right color shirt” thing. He thinks it’s great. He also loves taking in the canned food and money. So this morning, when I looked at the sheet that I swiped on Monday, it said “Blue shirt, Canned tomatoes, and dimes.”
That sounds like a pretty reasonable day, right? I mean, who doesn’t have a blue shirt and canned tomatoes and dimes?
Yeah. This girl.
I tried to convince J that it didn’t matter and that we could do any color shirt in the world and any canned food but he wasn’t buying it. I found his Carolina shirt in the washing machine and tossed it in the dryer but it wasn’t dry when we needed to leave. There was an epic melt down about how he HAD TO WEAR A BLUE SHIRT AND HAD TO HAVE CANNED TOMATOES.
So I did what any semi-sane parent would do.
I pulled out his Superman pajamas and let him wear that shirt, with the long-sleeves chopped off haphazardly with scissors. And I found a can of V8 juice. Can we all just agree that matching shirts and specific canned foods is a TERRIBLE idea for working parents?!?
Tomorrow is canned meat and a purple shirt.
Apparently I have to go shopping.