This weekend we went to the circus as a family. It was full of the circus goodness, I had come to expect, animals, clowns, people with no spines or fear doing things that will be most likely tried at home and end in a trip to the hospital.
BEHOLD!!! It's a pink holder, and it spins around and it has little dohicky that light up. Oh and it's hard to see but there is a white tiger at the top.
Drumroll for the cost...$22.
The people behind us make this offer to their child, "you can buy the light up thing or you can go to college, which ever one you want."
It's a good offer and tells you alot about the kid.
But of course that's not all, she got cotton candy that came with a stupid hat for $10 and a program for $20. PLUS another $10 for food.
But here's the thing, my daughter has smacked herself in the face so many times, she flinches when she plays with it.
Yep. Nothing says fun like pulling a piece of plastic out of your eye and becoming traumatized by lights.
Ringing Bros, I'll be sending you the therapy bill for that one.