An Italian-American living la dolce vita in the Deep South

An Italian-American living la dolce vita in the Deep South

Friday, October 2, 2015

Adventures from a School Book Fair

It was Book Fair time this week at our son's Catholic school. Because past purchases have included a skeleton hand, a Ferrari poster, and two copies of Captain Underpants, we had to set some rules.

1- It's a BOOK Fair, so your purchase must be a book.
2- The latest edition of Diary of a Wimpy Kid does NOT count.
3- The book has to have words; NO comics or cartoons.
4- No posters of cars. Or the guys from Top Gear.
5- You may use the leftover change for whatever.

Presently our son is going through a phase where he thinks it's cool to be fiscally responsible, so he was determined to use his own money. Believe me, I tried to slip him a few extra dollars, but he insisted on using his OWN money and, really, how-could-I-argue-with-that? I hope he feels this way when he's 18. Anyway, he pocketed his Penn State wallet and went to the Book Fair with six dollars and some odd change.

Here's what he came home with: Myth Busters: Confirm or Bust and a Top Secret UV Pen.

Technically, he followed the rules with Myth Busters. It was a book. It had words. There were no comics or cartoons (there were photographs, but that's different). And it was interesting (FYI: a camel's hump contains fat and NOT water).

Rule #5 was used to justify the purchase of the Top Secret UV Pen, which was stretching things considering it was almost the same price as the book. But he explained how the pen used invisible ink which can only be seen by shining the UV light on it, and because I am a mom to boys, I got it. Totally. A Top Secret UV Pen ... invisible ink ... too cool for words.

But sometime later that evening our son demonstrated just how well his Top Secret UV Pen worked. He had signed his name on the wall, on the couch cushions, and on my hand-stitched table runner. In the middle of his reading book he had written, Timothy was here. And there were smiley faces and lightning bolts all over both arms and legs.

"But don't worry!" he told me. "You can only see them if I shine the UV light on them, so it's all good!"

Well. Thank goodness for invisible ink.

I just hope invisible ink purchased at a Book Fair is of the finest quality and remains just that ... invisible.


Cathy Keller said...

Isn't it wonderful how no matter how hard we a try to make sure the rules are clear and to the point a loophole can always be found by our children. Children and politicians. . .the same? Have a grand weekend. I always enjoy your posts! Cathy

Rachel Cagle said...

This is awesome!