Sometimes I don’t know what to make of my kids. Mary has been begging for weeks… more than a month even, for the “Office Depot® Brand Eraser & Pencil Pillow Variety Pack” — 110 erasers and pencil grips. For a girl who is convinced that pencils are poisonous because they contain “lead” (when I explain that it’s really graphite she rebuts with, “Well, stuff from China has lead in it all the time…”) a huge pack of erasers just seemed like a weird request. But, her brother fulfilled it, because he loves her that much.
You’d think a kid who asks for office supplies for Christmas has no imagination. Not so much. Today I found them playing like so:
According to Mary, here we see two of our smartest erasers agreeing to end this cruel war.
Who knows what excitement the multi-pack of erasers will bring tomorrow?
By the way, she isn’t normally obsessed with war and violence, but today’s battle did remind me of the day I was sick (after being up cleaning up after a sick kid all night) and they raided the never-ending stash-o-candy for breakfast. Mary came up with this.
I have really strange kids.