"Mama! You have to buy the Perfect Brownie Pan! Right away!"
"Can we get a Big Top Cupcake?"
"Mama, I think you need a Mister Steamy for the dryer."
If she tells me I need a Shake Weight, I'm kicking her out. And who can forget the video of my little pixie advertising Danimals Crush Cups (a product she is desperate for me to buy even though she does not like yogurt in any form)? My point is: the advertising folks can rejoice, because your plot is clearly working. Fortunately, we haven't gotten to the point where she is rejecting products that are not name brand or items that may be used (pre-owned, if you prefer). She wears a lot of Gymboree dresses, true, but I buy many of them on eBay. She doesn't seem to notice the difference. Yet.
However, the other day we were in the car after I picked up her from school and we talked about her day. Normally, she does not wear sneakers, but I knew she had gym class that day and had persuaded her to wear a pair to school (along with a skort). She looked down at her Kohl's brand shoes. "Mama," she started, "You know these are NOT Skechers, right?" As a matter of fact, I was aware of that fact and advised her accordingly. She likes the Skechers "Twinkle Toes" shoes that came out recently, and those buggers are $40! Not happening, particularly in the case of a little girl who only wears dresses and normally shuns sneakers.
On Sunday, we attended a concert at church. It was held outdoors and the kids played on the swing set while the adults enjoyed some excellent folk music. As we were driving home, I noticed she had a massive grass stain on her new pink leggings. "I have no idea how to get that grass stain out," I told her, frowning. She sighed (how frustrating it must be for her to have such a slow-witted parent).
"You would just use an OxyClean PowerPak." Well, duh.
The kid is planning to ask for a Pillow Pet for Christmas. I'm not sure if she's getting one or not. Not getting one would build character, I say. Just like the character-building I did when my parents refused to buy me some Jordache jeans back in the day.