Last week marked the 100th day of school this year, and to help celebrate, the boys had an assignment: Find 100 of something at home and bring them to school.
One parent I talked to said her son's class (at another school) was instructed to collect their 100 items and
sew them to a T-shirt!?!?! And, of course, her son chose 100 Legos, so she spent unspeakable numbers of evening hours toiling over that little project.
Can I get a "Well thank God the boys don't go to THAT school!" ???
On the night we got to work, the three of us started looking around the house for possibilties. It was then that I realized, 'Hmm. We don't have one hundred of
anything around here.' I can attribute this quandry to at least two causes:
1) From what I see in the checkout line, my level of consumerism is well below average.
2) While I have endless stuff that needs to be thrown away, or put somewhere reasonable, it's all different things. I don't save a lot of one variety of crap (with the exception of Target bags). I say "crap" meaning twist ties, hotel toiletries, plastic milk jug rings, old toothbrushes, etc. This is legitimately surprising, seeing as how at least three generations of women before me saved or are currently saving each of those commodities and more. And yes, absolutely, I regret not following their Waste Not, Want Not examples every time I have a bag of frozen corn I can't secure or a cat I can't entertain. "If I'd only stashed away the past 11 years' worth of elastic pantyhose tops and and ziplocs, I could've fashioned a tourniquet to save your arm, and had a sealed storage bag to transport your other body parts to the ER when that dangerously bored cat mauled you for fun!"
Yep, we really had to think outside the box on this one, since clothing in sizes 4-5T, pieces of spaghetti, bills needing to be filed, items in need of fixing, overdraft notices, and excuses for not paying child support (even in bundles of a hundred) probably wouldn't be that impressive to Cable and Parker's classmates.
Lincoln Logs and blocks were certainly good possibilities, but neither of the boys seemed really sold on those. So I pondered the resources available to us, which is how we decided to raid my stash of card stock I use to make cards. Brainstorming led me to the rainbow idea, and when I presented it to Cable and Parker, they
both (to my surprise) were really into it.
So after supper on Thursday night, we learned about the color spectrum and ole' ROY G. BIV while I cut squares of the colors and the boys glued them into arcs to make their rainbows. We stopped periodically to tally up, and after re-counting each one twice for good measure, they each had a rainbow made of exactly 100 pieces of color (and woke up happy the next morning)!

Go ahead and count. It's all there.