Sunday Bloody Sunday
I. Mama Bear Is Never Pleased
Drew becomes the little entrepreneur and decides to run a cookie and lemonade stand Sunday morning. Mom and Dad pitch in to help. I made 3 dozen chocolate chip and oatmeal cookies
and dad made both the lemonade stand and signs. Drew wakes up Sunday morning very excited to make some hard cash. 10, 20, 30 minutes pass and not one car stops. Even Jaden
tries to help out with her stellar marketing skills aka waving frantically in a Tigger costume.
I'm getting annoyed. Society complains about this generation of children being spoiled and irresponsible yet a kid tries to earn an honest buck and not one person stops to buy a 50cent cookie ( which btw tasted incredible) Finally, a car stops. A man steps out of his car and walks towards the lemonade stand. Instead of being excited about my daughters first 'Sale" I'm freaking. Scooooooooooooooot! " Look at that creep. He's leering at the lemonade, he's buying too many cookies, he's taking to long to pay, write down his licence plate number, memorize the make and model of his car". Scott is laughing at me, tells me there is just no pleasing me. Maybe
we should sic the dogs on him too he asks. If he buys ONE more cookie we'll do exactly that!
Regardless of my neuroticism. Drew sold over $20 in lemonade and cookies. She was very proud, and a little miffed that she had to pony up $2 to her sister for marketing.
II. Sherlock Holmes and The Missing Frog
Sunday afternoon/evening we attended the Captains annual summer BBQ. Its always a great time. Hanging out at the pool, lots of laughs, good food etc. They have a pond which the girls love as there is always a frog or two to be captured. This year, Mr frog had a purpose. Dinner.
Drew has a snake who dines exclusively on frogs so Jade was digging through the pond looking
for Mr. Fred; the snakes next meal. Once captured, Jade need to use the washroom and carries the frog inside with her for safe keeping. Jade emerges, looking sheepish and comes to whisper in my ear. The frog has escaped her little clutches inside the home of our gracious host who happens to be horrified of frogs. We inconspicuously attempt to locate the frog to no avail. Oh Oh. This might very well be the last year we're invited to this BBQ.
Drew becomes the little entrepreneur and decides to run a cookie and lemonade stand Sunday morning. Mom and Dad pitch in to help. I made 3 dozen chocolate chip and oatmeal cookies
and dad made both the lemonade stand and signs. Drew wakes up Sunday morning very excited to make some hard cash. 10, 20, 30 minutes pass and not one car stops. Even Jaden
tries to help out with her stellar marketing skills aka waving frantically in a Tigger costume.
I'm getting annoyed. Society complains about this generation of children being spoiled and irresponsible yet a kid tries to earn an honest buck and not one person stops to buy a 50cent cookie ( which btw tasted incredible) Finally, a car stops. A man steps out of his car and walks towards the lemonade stand. Instead of being excited about my daughters first 'Sale" I'm freaking. Scooooooooooooooot! " Look at that creep. He's leering at the lemonade, he's buying too many cookies, he's taking to long to pay, write down his licence plate number, memorize the make and model of his car". Scott is laughing at me, tells me there is just no pleasing me. Maybe
we should sic the dogs on him too he asks. If he buys ONE more cookie we'll do exactly that!
Regardless of my neuroticism. Drew sold over $20 in lemonade and cookies. She was very proud, and a little miffed that she had to pony up $2 to her sister for marketing.
II. Sherlock Holmes and The Missing Frog
Sunday afternoon/evening we attended the Captains annual summer BBQ. Its always a great time. Hanging out at the pool, lots of laughs, good food etc. They have a pond which the girls love as there is always a frog or two to be captured. This year, Mr frog had a purpose. Dinner.
Drew has a snake who dines exclusively on frogs so Jade was digging through the pond looking
for Mr. Fred; the snakes next meal. Once captured, Jade need to use the washroom and carries the frog inside with her for safe keeping. Jade emerges, looking sheepish and comes to whisper in my ear. The frog has escaped her little clutches inside the home of our gracious host who happens to be horrified of frogs. We inconspicuously attempt to locate the frog to no avail. Oh Oh. This might very well be the last year we're invited to this BBQ.
posted by Sandi at 8:47 AM
4 Comments:
You're not alone, I would have been that paranoid too.
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