Tuesday, September 26, 2006
all that is wrong with the world.
My niece, Shelby, started preschool yesterday. This was a big deal because she had been on a waiting list to get into the school and was sooooo excited to go. When I found out that she would be starting school I thought it would be fun to get her a little gift. I went to the toy section and was trying to decide what to get for her. She is almost 3 years old and I know nothing about almost-3-year-olds. I do, however, know she loves Polly Pockets. I rushed to the Polly Pocket aisle and thought I would get the Back To School Polly Pocket. Yeah. I rushed for nothing. There was every kind of shopping Polly Pocket, every kind of cute little pet Polly Pocket, every kind of beauty treatment Polly Pocket (luckily Polly Pocket is already thin so there wasn't a liposuction Polly Pocket) but not one Polly Pocket related to doing something smart or going to school. We are all going to hell in the same Polly Pocket handbasket.
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