Charlyn’s Web

We were in a store yesterday, and one of the children begged to get a shovel. 

It was not The Boy.

She has a little plastic one that she was so excited to get  but it was very cheap and I knew it wouldn’t last long.  She seemed disapointed that she wasn’t able to dig in the hard earth with it.  Then the handle broke a little.

This is not the one that wants everything she sees.  That one walks through the store saying “Oh!  I want that!”  “I want that.”  “I like that, can I have it?”  This, of course, is when the Mother looses patience and says “Don’t you DARE ask for one more thing!”  I mean, really, how many different ways can a person say “no”.  It apprently doesn’t sink in- there is always the hope that I mean “no” for that ONE item, not the one next to it.

So here was the child that doesn’t ask for much, looking all sweet, begging “Please?!”  For a shovel.  We bought it for her.  She has been happily digging in the hard earth with it.

Then we approached the sporting goods area and she thought she’d also like a fishing pole.  She didn’t get that.

Now, I bet you know which girl – can you guess?

(Note:  I know I’ve been sadly neglecting my blog.  I promised more beach photos- I’ll see about getting them up.  There are other stories that need to be told too. )