OK, so I am currently looking at the supply list for my son Michael.  He is going into 7th grade.  And the list is long.

I am used to the list being long but the thing is, I always, somehow, end up with extra supplies which end up in a plastic bin in our basement.   I use these extras as needed or donate to the classroom.

This year, I vowed to dig into the bin BEFORE I went to the store to get the supplies for the year.

So I am rooting around in the bin and come across many things from bygone years.  Stickers, a random protractor and used crayons.  But there was a item that got me thinking. It was a plastic bag of scissors that all have Elizabeth’s name on them.

There were  at least four pairs with colored handles.  Innocent at first glance but loaded with memories. Read the rest of this entry »