Friday, November 14, 2008

Manna From Heaven!

So. Our yard should be named "Everyone's Garbage Can." I swear, people are always dropping their candy wrappers, beer cans, soda lids, etc. on our lawn as they walk by. It drives me nuts. (And I think half of it is thrown into our yard by the Nasty Neighbors.) I'm always, always picking up garbage in our yard. I do this thing where I pick up one piece of garbage every time I get out of the car and come into the house. Yesterday it was a delightful empty package of Marlboro Lights. Today it was a Starbucks lid. Grrr.
But, a couple of months ago, I found a little hand-held gameboy-type thing in our yard. It wasn't any brand that I'm familiar with, like Nintendo or whatever, but it totally works! And it looks expensive. I guess the right thing to do would be to put signs up all over the neighborhood or something: "Found! One white hand-held gaming thingey..." But seriously, I don't even have time to clip my fingernails, much less make a flyer and post it all over. So you can just call me a bad Mormon. I did ask all the neighborhood kids, and it didn't belong to any of them, so I let Dylan keep it. And it provided him with... one week or so of spare time entertainment:

I love his cute little crossed legs. This white little hand-held gaming thingey was the best thing to have ever seemingly fallen from the sky. For a busy mom like me, with a high-maintenance, in-your-face kid like Dylan, it was like manna from heaven. Like the expensive pair of shoes that dropped from the sky onto Stanley Yelnats' head in Holes. Except I didn't get into trouble for keeping the thing that fell from the sky and get sent to a sadistic lady's weird hole-digging camp for boys.
Dylan lost it after about a week. This is why I never buy toys for my kids. Waste of money. They don't keep track of their toys or take care of them. Half of them get taken to the Nasty Neighbors' Black Hole Yard, never to be seen again. Dylan and Sadie are always like, "Where's my.... (insert name of toy here)?" And they weep and wail and gnash their teeth, because I refuse to look for said toy. I don't have time. As I once heard my cousin Ryan say, and now I always repeat this: "I am not your toys' keeper." If I somehow find any money for Christmas, it's going to clothes. Seriously.

6 comments:

Emily said...

We bought all our kids a leapster (Soren will be getting his own for his birthday). They are great. If I am busy (when I am not) they just plop themselves on the sofa and they are lost in their learning games.
Sorry Dyl lost his, hopefully soon you, I mean, they find the 'Toy Black Hole'.

Nat said...

Jakob sat and watched Dylan play that for forever when we were over last (which was a billion years ago-we need to get together!). That's so weird that you always get trash thrown in your yard!

anjie said...

You are a bad Mormon! KIDDING! That was so funny you wrote that.

Hope it shows up again. Sounds mysterious. Showing up out of no where, then disappears!

Jenny said...

love the look of concentration on his face. :)

Lynita said...

Yeah this year my husband wants a Wii, not me, I am afraid that the kids will break it. I would rather buy some things we need like clothes and storage solutions for our teeny place! I don't think you're a bad Mormon!

Kara & Levi said...

By the way, I dropped a beer can in your yard the other day when I was walking by with my dogs. I then let them poop in the yard too. I thought you wouldn't mind!! hahahaha

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