Up at 5am, at Mervyns by 6.
"Open, open, open..."
No, Kim and I weren't the ones shopping. Instead, this morning we led around 2 kids each from the Boys & Girls club as part of Mervyns' ChildSpree shopping spree where each child got $100 in free shopping. Sweet!
Mervyns sponsors the annual event for 30 kids from the club (those with the highest financial need) and a handful of us volunteers act as chaperones to make sure they don't blow all the cash on Air Jordans (or perhaps, footware sponsored by a more current basketball player but seeing as how I don't wear anything more formal than flipflops I couldn't tell you who that would be so Air Jordans it is).
Anywho, it was a great success and my two boys were each sporting new pants, shirts, jackets, shoes and backpacks by the end and Kim and I were feeling good about the way we started our morning.
Strangely enough, all of the boys from the club were finished a half hour before the girls, and as my 2 apprentices and I drank orange juice and munched donuts at a table in the Mervyns breakroom, I didn't hestitate to point this detail out as part of their ongoing education.
"So, are you guys happy with what you got?" I say.
"Yeah," they say, the younger boy holding his new backpack.
"Isn't it funny how all the boys are done already?" I ask, nodding to the rest of the breakroom.
"Yeah," they chime.
"That's because girls take forever to shop."
They laugh. I laugh.
"I know," the older one, nine years old, says with a grin. "Girls always take a long time." He takes a bite of his donut.
"That's because they want to try on half the store," I offer, in my infinite wisdom.
The younger one giggles and looks away. The older one has to put down his donut and cover his mouth to suppress his laughter.
I love volunteering :)
No, Kim and I weren't the ones shopping. Instead, this morning we led around 2 kids each from the Boys & Girls club as part of Mervyns' ChildSpree shopping spree where each child got $100 in free shopping. Sweet!
Mervyns sponsors the annual event for 30 kids from the club (those with the highest financial need) and a handful of us volunteers act as chaperones to make sure they don't blow all the cash on Air Jordans (or perhaps, footware sponsored by a more current basketball player but seeing as how I don't wear anything more formal than flipflops I couldn't tell you who that would be so Air Jordans it is).
Anywho, it was a great success and my two boys were each sporting new pants, shirts, jackets, shoes and backpacks by the end and Kim and I were feeling good about the way we started our morning.
Strangely enough, all of the boys from the club were finished a half hour before the girls, and as my 2 apprentices and I drank orange juice and munched donuts at a table in the Mervyns breakroom, I didn't hestitate to point this detail out as part of their ongoing education.
"So, are you guys happy with what you got?" I say.
"Yeah," they say, the younger boy holding his new backpack.
"Isn't it funny how all the boys are done already?" I ask, nodding to the rest of the breakroom.
"Yeah," they chime.
"That's because girls take forever to shop."
They laugh. I laugh.
"I know," the older one, nine years old, says with a grin. "Girls always take a long time." He takes a bite of his donut.
"That's because they want to try on half the store," I offer, in my infinite wisdom.
The younger one giggles and looks away. The older one has to put down his donut and cover his mouth to suppress his laughter.
I love volunteering :)
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