The Amazing Watch

On Friday morning The Banana, Mr. SP and I scoped out some garage sales.  The Banana purchased a plastic toy camera for 50 cents.  She’s been “taking pictures” of everything with it.  At the same sale, Mr. SP came bounding over to me with an extremely realistic rubber snake that was at least 4 feet long.  “Mom!  Look what I found! Do I have enough money to get this?  This is the best snake ever!  It even looks poisonous!  How much is it?”

“Well, I don’t know.  It looks pretty expensive.  Does it have a price tag?”

“No, I just found it in a box over there.”

“Well, I’m not sure, let me come and check it out in a minute or two when I’m done looking through these clothes.”

I had FULL intentions of making up a “too-expensive” price so I wouldn’t have to have that awful snake in my house.  I really, really hate snakes.  I could write a whole post about how much I am terrified of snakes.  Even Dr. Peds doesn’t care for snakes at all. Unfortunately for me, however, the grandma who was running the garage sale came over and said, “Oh, that snake came from the free box!  You can just take it home.”

Free!  FREE!  Mr. Sneaky Pants was beyond thrilled.  And the snake came home with us.  He has plans.  Big plans. Plans of scaring his big sister.  Plans of tormenting his father.    Hopefully none of the  plans involve me, but I’m thinking I’m definitely not going to be that lucky.

I didn’t have the courage to take a picture of the extremely realistic snake.

Instead, you get to see the second amazing find of the day, which was a watch.  I gave each child one dollar to spend for the morning.  Hannah spent fifty cents and got change back.  Mr. SP loves getting change back.  When he found this watch for a dollar, he really, really wanted to get it so that he would have a real watch just like his dad.  He wanted it in the worst way possible.  He asked if he would be getting change back.  I explained that he would not.  He was just betwixed, tied up in knots about whether he should spend the whole entire dollar on the watch.  The mom running this sale was highly amused by his predicament and his dilemma, and she finally smiled a big smile and said, “Well, it’s your lucky day.  I will sell you this watch for fifty cents, and then you can get two quarters back just like your sister!”

Obviously my son has a gift of bargaining without even trying.  We got the watch, and it’s been glued to his arm ever since.  The time is an hour and twenty minutes off, which we may have to remedy at some point, but for now we refer to it as “superhero time.”  Because superheroes have to follow their own special schedule, you know.