Your child may have free dress on Tuesday for spring pictures but only if you are purchasing a picture package.
“Mommy!” Long shuddering sob. “We want free dress today!” My son was crying big huge tears.
I was hoping I could avoid the whole discussion, just ignore it and sneak them to school in uniforms, but apparently it had been emphasized at school the day before.
If you come to school in your uniform you are being left out! You are a lame loser. Your parents suck.
So that THIS could happen. Hysterics in the kitchen.
“Please, mommy?!?!??” My daughter’s eyes were welling up, too, as she looked up at me, hopeful. “I want to wear a dress! Please?!?!?” Then the screech. You know the one. The shattering glass, maximum ear pain kind of scream.
$22 for the cheapest package. Times two. So they don’t have to wear the uniforms I paid for…
I get it. They don’t want to be singled out as the kid with the parent who is cheap. I know what it is like to be picked on and bullied for stupid stuff and a bunch of pre-K kids are not going to understand the absurdity of the economics and social pressure at play here.
So I relent.
I have to iron two sets of dress clothes, write checks and complete order forms in the minimal amount of time we have left for getting ready. We barely made it.
I am so tired of my children being used as pawns at this game, feeling like the school year is booby trapped at every turn.
“Mommy, you won’t let me sell any of those first aid kits so I can get a keychain! You never let me do anything and I hate you!” I tried to explain after the subsequent time out that the first aid kits were super expensive crap and that it would be unethical for me as a physician to endorse them.
He still didn’t understand.
I know this is the way of things, that we are only just getting started down this road, that it is pervasive no matter where I send my kids to school, but it does not stop me from wishing that it was not the case.
At least I take better pictures of my kids than their crappy photographer…