
Where were you this morning at 5 AM? In the United States, the day after Thanksgiving is when stores open at 4 AM with sales, discounts and zealous shoppers to create the Homo sapiens equivalent of a school of Piranhas.
In our seven years in the USA this was the first day we participated in the shopping frenzy. Why? Because my son saw an electric scooter on sale in yesterday's newspaper. For him, I went shopping with women in night clothes and tracksuits at 5 AM.
I set the conditions:
1. He must get up at 4 AM with me to go shopping at 5 AM.
2. No grumbling about getting up early, comments on the long lines or any other unpleasant remarks. (I agreed to not complain either)
3. He pays for the scooter out of his allowance.
The result:
5 minutes to get the scooter. 45 minutes in the checkout line. The happiest child I have seen in months. And the scooter works fine. He has enjoyed riding it all day today. He insisted I post a photo on this blog. Dad's chest bursting wht pride as my son graduates to his first set of "wheels". He is growing up into a fine young man.
Will I get up at 4 AM and go shopping again next year? No. Definitely not. Out of the question. Unless my son asks again :)
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