Macy and Michael Manser stared at the list. It was all the things Mom wanted to get for school. They both needed clothes, plus notebooks, folders, pencils, and crayons. It was going to be a long day of shopping.
"Why do we have to get crayons?" whined Macy. "They are for children."
"The last time I looked, Macy, that described you," said Mom.
They got out of the car and headed into a large store.
"Oh, Mom," said Macy. "You know I meant little children."
"Well, for now, we are getting crayons. That is what the school asked for."
Macy crossed her arms and huffed. She hoped the whole day would not be like this.
Michael, her twin brother, ignored her. He was hoping for a couple of new pairs of jeans. Who cared about crayons?
The first stop was school supplies. Mom checked the list again. Then she grabbed what seemed like two of everything - rulers, crayons, erasers, and pencil boxes. Then she chose the biggest budget pack of pencils in the store.
"Whoa," said Michael, "do you think we'll have enough?"