I consider myself to be a kind person most of the time. I enjoy sacrificing for the happiness of others. It makes me happy. But there is one thing that I admit I have a hard time sacrificing . . . and that is my Saturday morning garage sales.I try to make it very clear to Lamon that any morning in the warm months of the year that he does not have a scouting trip . . . I must insist on garage saleing. But there are some Saturdays that my wishes are unable to be granted and . . . I just have to bring the kids. Not too bad right?
But I admit that I am a bit disturbed. I knowingly drag my children along sometimes even though I know that there is an extremely high chance that one of the children will throw up during the outing. They were all given weak stomachs from their dear father. I found out about this condition after we got married. I love Amusement parks and one time at Lagoon Lamon wouldn't go on any rides because they made him "sick." I was quite annoyed and kept calling him a party pooper. After that he vowed never to go to an amusement park with me, and even worse he has given this curse to all the children. Almost every time we have gone on long trips, and especially on our garage saleing trips . . . one of them has thrown up. But what do I do? I bring them anyways because I am addicted to garage sales! Aren't I a terrible and deeply disturbed mother? But in my defense I am always prepared with a bucket, and I just pass it back when one of them needs to puke, and then when I am sure they are okay and happy, we continue on to the next sale. Today . . . Hayden was the one making use of the bucket. He wasn't complaining or anything. They are all pretty used to it.
Terrible I know . . . but boy did we find some great stuff this morning! I can't wait until next week :) Hopefully I won't have to drag the kiddies along. Although, I do tend to buy a few more toys when they come. Drew got some pretty sweet fisherprice roller skates today and he hasn't taken them off since we bought them. He cracks me up.
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Oh no, I'm missing the garage sales....what did you get that was so good?? Wish I were there to have fun with you, but only 95 days before we fly home. And, I LOVE these stories about the kids, we miss them so much.
Sorry Mary, Lamon got that from me, I think. I hate all the crazy rides at the amusement parks. I can't even swing for very long at the regular park without getting sick. I used to get car sick every day on the way home from school in Beverly Hills to Mar Vista. Ah...it's such a curse! I remember that one time we went to Lake Powell and all of the kids took a turn getting sick on the way home. I hope it's not cruel and unusual punishment, maybe that's why my kids are so crazy!
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