Can I steal it????
My husband and I have prided ourselves on being Weekend Warriors. We love having a house full of kids, but sometimes go crazy in the process of trying to think of fun activities to keep them occupied. This week the kids are on Spring Break, and I have found myself pulling my hair out every day since the weekend trying to organize play dates, keep the house clean, and keep my brain free of clutter.
Today I decided to take the boys along with me to the "mini" launch party for Her magazine; a local magazine in which I am a contributing writer. I thought it would be a nice little break from the monotony of the day, and a way for them to see the fruits of my labor up close and personal. The launch party was held at a little boutique here in town, complete with hors de oeuvres and great atmosphere.
All the ladies just loved the boys. Everyone kept talking about how cute they were, and how well mannered they were. I couldn't help but think to myself, "are these the same boys who just got in trouble for hanging stuffed monkeys from the ceiling fan and ripping them all to shreds?...are these the same boys who have tried so many times to 'take me out' and take over my house?" They couldn't be..These are perfect angels here. What a perfect day.
The launch party was great. They got to meet my editor, and see the new May issue of the magazine. We even picked out some great Mother's Day gifts for my grandmother. As we were leaving, Jonah (the baby of the bunch) saw a cute little piggy bank on the bottom shelf. His eyes got SO big, and he had the biggest grin on his face. He looked at me and said:
"Oooh!! Can I buy this?!"
"No," I said
"Well then," says Jonah, with his 3 front teeth missing "Can I STEAL it?!"
Talk about embarrassing! The whole store turned around and looked at me for an answer. With nothing left to do, I quietly hung my head in shame, waved goodbye to my editor, and escorted my future felons out of the store.