Back to school. Everybody's shopping. When Susan was going into sixth grade, she took the Penney's catalog to her room. When she reappeared, looking distressed, she was carrying the catalog, a pen, and the tear-out order form. She pointed to a description of a shirt and asked, "It says here, 'state color.' What if you don't
want your state color?"
I've never in my life had such a hard time stifling a burst of laughter. Knowing how brutally I would hurt her if I let on that her innocent misinterpretation was the funniest thing I'd ever heard, I managed to explain the finer points of ordering from a catalog - while keeping my shaking voice under control.
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