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In the Car

Everyday this week, I've had to bring the kids to work with me. Since they're completely terrified of me (psht), they've kept their little kid selves in line.

On the way to work this morning, the girl taught the boy how to hand crochet.

He was pretty hesitant at first, because "boys don't do that kinda crap"....that's until she told him of her grand plan to make 'em and sell 'em to the people I work with. The second money was involved, he was all in. In less than 10 minutes, he was well on his way to making his first hand crocheted scarf.


It's amazing what can get accomplished in the hour and a half it takes to get to work. By the time we arrived, the boy had completed his very first scarf. All I can seem to get accomplished is drinking coffee.....


Mmmm.....Starbucks. I totally thought I was over it. I was wrong.

So, how is the girl's grand plan goin' you might be wondering. Uh yeah.....she's made $32 so far. As for the boy, he quit after the first one. I guess he decided hand crocheting just wasn't for him.....even if money was involved.

Comments

Cooking Asshole said…
You should park your van outside of Starbucks in a richie neighborhood and hustle the shit out of them. Teach the little ones to pickpocket while the "marks" are perusing the scarf collection.
We totally already do that, but today, two of my van's bald ass tires finally blew out and the last side view mirror standing fell off. Damn the van!
Organic Meatbag said…
One time I went into Starbucks and said "Time to make the donuts!"...they shot me dead on site...oh, but I'm OK now...
I said smething about dirty hippies in a Starbucks once and almost started a brawl, but turns out hippies don't wanna really wanna fight they just talk a bunch a nonsense psychobabble.
I miss Starbucks.
Unfortunately, with my GAD (generalized anxiety disorder) it makes me as crazy as a shit house rat.
And I refuse to pay those prices for decaffeinated hoopla.
*is jealous*
Like your blog!
Thanks Crit!

Yeah, the price of Starbucks is unfreakin' believable, but it's better than some other addictions! I used to have an everyday kinda habit....I've knocked it down to maybe once a week. *Sigh*

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