"Mama, where is that Avon book you gave to that lady today?"
"Uh, I gave it to the lady."
"No, where is the one ... LIKE it!"
"Oh, it's on the countertop in that box."
[pitter patter of feet running to countertop]
[pitter patter of feet running back to my room]
"Is this it?"
[look at catalog]
"I want to order something."
"Honey, I don't want you to order anything from there."
"But I have my own money."
"That's fine but why don't you just save it?"
"Because I want to buy something."
[spot IKEA catalog]
"OH LOOK a book just like Avon but for FURNITURE!"
[Avon catalog crashes to floor]
"Can I order something from HERE?"
DEAR LORD IN HEAVEN ABOVE, DOES IT EVER END?