When I opened the package Monday, I knew it was my new clutch bag, a prize from the MOMocrats' drawing last week. The bag is as sweet as can be, letting me show off my political preferences with class -- at least until the Democratic convention, and perhaps longer.
The cute little clutch was full of miscellaneous swag, too. A MOMocrats magnet and bumper sticker, a tiny hand sanitizer (you know, to use after shaking hands ad nauseum at a rally), and the piece that made me laugh, honestly, out loud.
Of course, the saga continued. Husband asked, "Are those what I think they are?" La Petite -- well, she's 21, and our "chat" went something like this.
La Petite: "OMG THATS HILARIOUS! Can i pin them onto my bulletin board? since you clearly can not properly display them anywhere at your work or home, but me on the other hand, well its almost so cliche i have to do it..."
Me (the serious mother): "Now, my gifted and talented and intelligent offspring (yes, I really did address her in that manner), you realize that if you put a pin through them they become unusable."
La Petite: "Yes, thank you Mrs. Teacher Mom. I realize they forced you to teach sex ed last year, but don't worry, you don't have to anymore."
She's right. I don't have to teach sex ed any more! W00T!! And just because I can, I'm going to mail a package of, shall we say, "unique campaign material" to her campus apartment's mailbox.