I’ve laughed at these ridiculous Silly Bands for a year or two as they’ve become increasingly popular in all the stores (and I’ve also been puzzled that I haven’t seen kids wearing them), but suddenly they have taken my son’s school by storm. For the last month I’ve been running around town buying every damn brand of wrist band on the market, and there are many. And yes, Dad grumbles to himself about spending 5 bucks for two tiny bags of colored rubber bands when that hard-earned money could have bought a handful of stickers.
So my house is frickin’ littered with Silly Bands. Silly Bands everywhere, on the kitchen counter, on the pool table, everywhere. My 7 year old seems to have arranged subsets (by theme or by color? I’m not quite sure) in various locations, scattered on tabletops and across the floor. To the untrained eye, the many little piles might appear to be random, but I know better. LFLS
For the last week or so my son has been carefully and intensely explaining to me the whole idea of trading. He has a strong dose of my Italian genes, and he waves his hands a lot when he gets excited. It has been wonderfully hilarious as he reveals to me this concept of, When you have two of one kind, and your friend has two of one kind that you don’t have, you can give him one of your extras and he can give you one of his!! His eyes get wide when he talks about it, and it’s as if he is discovering some magical new game to play.
Yesterday at school Sterling made his first trade ever, and he came bounding into the house with a huge smile (and at least 20 of those damn things on his wrist) to tell me of his grand negotiations. He made his trade with his good friend Abraham, and he exchanged his extra blue unicorn for a green cowboy boot he didn’t have and wanted a lot. We looked at his new green boot and he talked about his dramatic score all evening. Before bed I saw him checking his inventory for more doubles to trade, and I could hear him muttering what sounded like plans and plots regarding potential acquisitions at recess tomorrow.