Yesterday we went as a family to the BYU Young Ambassadors performance. Yes, they came to enrich our little valley. It was an afternoon full of entertainment with music, dancing, and drama of high caliber. The only thing that would have made it better would be leaving Cannon at home with a babysitter.
There is something about going to a show that makes you want to eat a treat after...it's like Pavlov's dogs. We walked past the candy machines on our way out. Adrie got there first and asked if we had any money. I said I didn't have any. Dad said he didn't have any. And that was that. After our little walk to the car we all got in and noticed that Brynn had curled up and was crying in the back seat. She was looking for compassion and empathy. I didn't have any. Dad didn't have any. And that was that. When we got home Brynn was still sad. Dad took her aside and asked her what was wrong. She really got our empathy when she sobbed,
"You don't have any money to buy me a birthday present."
Dad quickly assured her that we had money to buy her a birthday present (just not for vending machines) and gave her a big long hug.
Brynn's birthday is the 28th of this month and she has been thinking about it a LOT apparently.
At the beginning of the month she said,
" Mom start saving your money so you can buy me a present when it's my birthday."
Brynn had a much better end to the day. Before I left to go grocery shopping she had some requests for her boola boola gifts (If you are not in the C. family I'll explain they are the little gifts that we hide and sing boola boola until you find them.) She handed me a scrap of paper that read:
I wont orngstics frootsnacs gumeepeechis
When I brought home the bags of groceries and said, "no peeking" she was bursting with excitement.
Today, she made this paper chain to count down the 10 more days until her birthday.
Just for the record I ordered her present last week and it should be here in plenty of time for a wonderful birthday #6 for Brynn and boola boola's to boot!