Saturday, June 03, 2006

Saturday fun

Know the one thing I hate worse than going to a hospital? Car shopping.

Guess what we did today?

Now mind you, car shopping usually entails one of us sitting with/on the munchkin while the other peruses the car inventory and fends off the piranha that are car salespeople. Today was an interesting, albeit LONG, experience.

At one car dealership, I sat and watched while Steve talked to the seemingly uninterested salesman. As Steve was looking at something, I watched while the Sales Manager read the salesman the riot act for not trying harder to make a sale. In fact, he stopped our minivan as we were backing out of our parking space so that he could introduce himself and try to make the sale himself. It was amusing, to say the least.

At the next car dealership, I sat and watched while Steve talked to the very-helpful salesman. Then I watched the salesman talk to the Sales Manager out of view of Steve. I knew it wasn't a good sign when the Sales Manager laughed at the salesman. I'll give the kid credit though, he did try to talk the Sales Manager into something (too bad the Sales Manager was an "asshole" according to the salesman). Again...amusing to watch the inner workings of the biz.

Needless to car. Five hours in a minivan with a four-year-old who talks non-stop...and no car. There were times when I thought my ears were literally going to bleed from the incessant chatter. At one point, I asked Sam if he ever shuts up and he sad, "No, never." hehehe...that's my boy.

Oh...and let me tell you about how interestingly complicated it is to explain to a four-year-old that he should not make rude comments about how a woman's butt is hanging out of her pants/shirt...and then have your husband step into the van, shut the door, and say, "Man, her shirt does NOT fit her." oy!

Speaking of talking...did I ever tell you what it's like to visit the zoo with a four-year-old? This is more MY experience than Sam's...I'm sure you'll get the idea from just a brief snippet of the days' highlights...

No crying on zoo day.
Slow down.
Look at that!
Wait for mommy.
Only one ride on the train.
No temper tantrums.
Remember, no crying on zoo day.
You have to go potty.
These are the only kind of potties they have here.
We're not going to see any animals until you go potty.
Where are you?!?!
Pick up the pace.
Yes, we're going to ride the tram.
Are you thirsty?
Hold my hand.
I don't know why.
Don't touch that.
No, you can't climb on the fence.
Did you see that?
I told you, no crying on zoo day.
OK, the monkey peed, stop laughing.
Are you hungry?
Yes, we're going to ride the tram again.
I am not carrying you.
Stop hitting me/other people.
We have to wait for daddy/grandma/grandpa/uncle matt.
The apples are in the car.
I told you, no crying on zoo day.
Stop running.
Is he asleep?

Speaking of the zoo with a four-year-old...I still have to upload some zoo pics on Sam's blog! Oh! And I have four-year-old birthday pictures too! I'm off like a herd of turtles...

awww man! Blogger isn't accepting photos at the moment. (sigh) I can't even show you the delicious pan of brownies I just made (and intend to eat). Sorry.


Sherry (Hallesmom) said...

OK, the monkey peed, stop laughing.

heeeheeeheeeheee - I'm with Sam. That stuff is funny! Sorry you didn't get a car today. I can't stand vehicle shopping. Last time, Mark talked me into driving something nicer than we wanted -and of course then the rest of the vehicles just weren't good enough. LOL

Jill said...

You make me and my life feel totally sane and reasonable.

Thank you, thank you, thank you ;)

Mel said...

Sounds like zoo day was a blast LOL..I miss the zoo. I can't wait to see pictures!

Sweet Coalminer said...

I can't tell you how much I now am looking forward to Mimi growing up and going places. Thanks! :)

But I admire you tremendously for not just getting a portable DVD player and shutting him up with movies.

Kathy McC said...

Even when we DO have a DVD going, Aaron still won't shut up. Glad to hear I am not the only one with bloody ears...