...or, the trauma of shopping for kids' clothes.
Do you have an elementary-aged daughter?
If so, you've probably heard of Bobby Jack. This clothing brand, which seems to have burst out of nowhere in the past couple of years, is the greatest thing since sliced bread at my oldest's school.
According to her, everyone wears Bobby Jack clothes.
Except for her, who has the meanest Mom in the whole entire world.
In the first place, I'm not fond of branded clothing. Give me something that doesn't have a cartoon character, movie tie-in, or pop star on it, please. Plus, a lot of the slogans on Bobby Jack stuff are just a little too snarky for my tastes.
I like snark, but not on my eight year old.
So we went to the store tonight, and the BIGGEST SECTION in the entire girls' department? Bobby Jack. Ran into a former teammate of hers? Wearing Bobby Jack. Bobby Jack, Bobby Jack, Bobby Jack. And I admit, the colors and styles can be cute, and some of the shirts aren't as snarky as others. But I held my ground. We left "Don't Call Me I'll Call You (In Your Dreams)," "My Attitude-Your Problem", and "Blah Blah Not Listening" in the store.
I predict in a year or two Bobby Jack will be replaced by some new trend. And I'll probably still be the mean mommy who won't let my kid wear it. :)