So we take the kids to pick out their valentine’s day treats (that is, treats that they would purchase with their valentine’s day money from the grandparents). During a recent movie, my beloved wife informed me that I would need to come up to speed on the Jonas Brothers as well as “Camp Rock” as the girls knew about it and would be into it.
Upon separating into two teams – girls with dad, boy with mom – to pick out toys, the girls and I made our way to the girly toy section. Whilst there I decided to take a look at the ‘camp rock’ toys. What I saw did not impress me.
You be the judge of the blurry pics below, but this is exactly what I saw.
Wait a second.
What does that say?
What in the name… of all that is holy….
Kids, forget Camp Rock. Let’s look at the barbie dolls, shall we?
Not to be outdone….
Wait a minute. What does that say?
Score one for Women’s Equal Opportunity.
That’s it, kids. Valentine’s is officially over. You can buy a loaf of bread with your goods.
Actually they bought some other toys that Daddy did not freak out about.
So I ask again, is it just me?
