Teaching Me Something New

 A few days ago, out of the blue, BSM decided to share some knowledge with me. "Well, pink used to be only for girls."

"Say what now?"

"In the olden days, only girls could wear pink or purple."

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You have as much context as I do.

Pudding Expectations

Today, in honor of Rosh Chodesh, FF had an Erev-Shavuot Make-Up party in gan.

Seems there's a tradition in public schools here: in addition to making cheesecake in preschool before Shavuot, the kids also each bring a pudding from home and eat it in gan. I remember this from last year (hey, that means they had school before Shavout during COVID year!), but I didn't realize it was such a big deal that a make-up day was required.

Anyway, I asked FF yesterday what kind of pudding he wanted, so I could buy him exactly what he wanted. We went through quite a few iterations before ending up with, "the kind with two colors: chocolate on the bottom and white on top, and choking hazards on top of that."

Clearly, he meant this Milky pudding:

So I said cool, and that was the end of the conversation.

But at the store, I was besieged by doubts. The pudding he requested is about 1.50₪ more expensive than a standard Milky pudding. Is that too extravagant? Is he allowed to bring tiny candies to school? We got lectured about choking hazards when we sent him with peanuts that one time...

But Husbinator said to just give the kid what he asked for, so we did. And a good thing, too!

You can't see FF's excited face, cuz I blurred it out, but let's zoom in on what's really important: all those other puddings (and one yogurt) with prizes:

Success!

False Accusations

I was taking laundry out of the dryer on Sunday night, and found a small water gun. Seriously? The stuff-being-left-in-pockets is getting a little much.

Then I found a transformer-like toy. Are you KIDDING me? Turns out I didn't just think that, I exclaimed it loudly enough that Husbinator came outside to make sure everything was all right. (Yes, he came outside. Our dryer is on our (covered) front patio, because that was significantly easier than setting up a vent to the ceiling of the laundry room, through the ceiling storage, and out into... the dining room? Back down to the tiny window next to the bathroom sink???)

When I expressed my indignation, Husbinator pointed out the presence of these toys probably was not due to BSM and FF leaving stuff in their pockets. After all, Husbinator had kindly reminded me to plug the dryer back in and reset all of its dials before running the load, and I had. However, did I check the dryer before I put stuff in? We know the Baby plays with it over Shabbos....

Ah. Sorry. May BSM and FF always have lots of toys and lots of clean clothes. In different containers.