Today we ventured into the Dollar Store and there on aisle 1 was a top-of-the-line microfiber D-U-S-T-E-R. Thomas, who dusts our house almost daily, screamed in delight, "Oh mom, LOOK!" I totally gave in and put the lovely duster in our buggy. All throughout the store Thomas just kept RAVING about his new duster, thanking me profusely for his gift. Yes, I got several funny looks from other "concerned" shoppers. Child labor laws. Thomas fell asleep in the car on the way home and when I carried him in the house, he began to mumble "where's my duster? May I go dust? Is it still in da car?"