In addition to my apologies, I thought I'd also use this post to upload these ADORABLE pictures of Ryan helping his daddy wash my car. No, it was not forced child labor - he wanted to do it.
Here's how it happened: A few weekends ago, Becca came over to my house to read. YES, we had a reading date - don't judge. We ordered fajitas for lunch, and talked for a while before we got into our books. She had been telling me about how often Peter cleans their van, and the wheels in my head started turning. You see, remember the post about our move...when I described how our little African violet took a tumble in the car? Yeahhhh. That dirt was still in the center console. I know, I know. We're disgusting. But there's also no Delta Sonic around here (sad face), and plain old Sonic is NOT the same thing. I checked.
So I told her to talk with Pete, and see if he would be willing to clean my car for me if I paid him. They went through the whole, "Oh you don't have to pay us" thing, but I was like... Umm, dirt from 6 months ago? YEAH. I do... And thank goodness they accepted because I was beginning to fear my car would never get clean. Plus, I got the bonus of spending Saturday afternoon outside with my cousin and her family, watching the "show" while sipping coffee. Ahh, that was the life.
See what I mean? So stinkin' cute. His shoes and pants were soaked by the end of it, and I think he sprayed Pete a few times too (hence the "show" lol). And you should have seen him when I gave him a dollar later on as a tip. His little face spread into the biggest smile as he ran to go put it in his bank.
Saturday's like that should be bottled and kept forever... :)
~Hooks
when we move down, you and i will have reading dates ALL THE TIME. or i'll just crash you and becca's. whatever.
ReplyDeletebut what a cutie. they're raising the sweetest kids.