LilZ and I went school supply shopping last night. For those of you reading here for awhile, you know that is like the perfect date in my mind. Staples…how I love you so. You and your large pen aisle.
I would have loved to wait until the sales-tax holiday (Thursday thru Sunday) we have coming up in Alabama, but since LilZ’s orientation is tomorrow, we wanted to go ahead and get it all done last night. (Who am I kidding, like I need an excuse to go to Staples.) We started out at Target since they have some groovy things in their back-to-school section that LilZ and I have both been drooling over. After that – we went to Staples to get the majority of what was on the list.
When LilZ was done, I realized he hadn’t chosen any pens yet. “You are allowed to use pens this year! Don’t you want to pick out some pens?” He apathetically said, “Sure. I guess.” He looked around the massive selection and said the phrase he has since learned to never repeat again, “Do you have any pens you recommend?”
It was like a parenting dream come true. My pre-teen son was asking my advice on one of my most favoritest topics of all times: SCHOOL SUPPLIES. cue angels singing…now!
An hour later, LilZ had chosen a pack of gel pens to take to school. (I’m actually not a big fan of gel pens, (Update from 2020: I love gel pens now!) but he likes them, so I gave him room to make his own decisions regarding writing utensils. I’m a good mom like that.) Then, of course, I had to pick up my token pack of new pens to try. I’ve been to Staples so often lately, I’m running out of pens worth sampling. I also insisted that LilZ buy a box of “crap” pens. I said, “You know – just to keep around your desk in case you can’t find your good pens.” He went and grabbed a box of cheap Bic Ballpoints and I stopped him, directed him to a moderately crappy stack and said, “Okay. Not that crappy. I don’t want those in my house. The neighbors will talk.”