With a lump in my throat I sent my little boy off to BIG school last week. But I wasn't choked up for the reasons you may think - end of an era, growing up too fast, separation anxiety and all that. No. It was because as I ripped his new uniform from the the plastic bag I read the proudly displayed tags - Teflon.
My heart sank. "You've got to be kidding me" I said aloud. "What mum?" my 5yr old asked. I looked at his innocent brown eyes and refrained from telling him that mummy naively assumed school uniforms would be safe.
5mins until the first day of school begins and what was I to do? Send him in his organic cotton shorts and t-shirt and set him up for a lifetime of ridicule, have him grow up and hate me for turning him into the weird kid at school, or send him off looking like everyone else in his toxic clothes?
The last few years I have been working hard to make my home a Teflon free zone. But as I am still finding out the stuff is ubiquitous. So while I focused on tossing out...