The Ugly Duckling

While reaching deep down into my soul for the last bit of sanity I had been saving for a rainy day I decide today is the day. I needed to get out of this house and actually accomplish something. Ellasyn's fever was down but runny nose and congestion still in full force buy I figured she could handle just a few quick errands. In addition, I would have the help of my husband just incase her mental state became questionable with one of her vicious out bursts. Ellie is a back archer, throw herself on the ground kind of girl which is exactly the kind of woman I am so you can only imagine the site when we are both not getting what we want. Which usually, all I want is to shop in peace and for her to sit blissfully in the stroller with a sippy cup and snack. All she wants is to push the stroller at a pace slower than a snails. Which is cute don't get me wrong, but it usually puts a hefty dent in my errand running, when she pulls off 25 Tervis cups from the shelf at Bed, Bath, and Beyond.

My husband wanted to shop for a lawn mower and golf clubs and I needed to go to Hobby Lobby for some of Ellasyn's birthday decorating supplies. We survive the golf store and that was it, Ellie had lost it. So we were headed home. A failed attempt at getting anything done and 30 minutes with her screaming outside of the house lead me straight for the liquor cabinet.

We're not fancy enough for an actual liquor cabinet it's more of a cabinet above the fridge where we hide all of our cheap booze. If it cost more then $15 we may leave it out on the counter. Right now our counter is empty and everything is stored away tightly so no one will see just how cheap we are.

As we load her up in the car and turn on Doc Mcstuffins she calms down and convinces us with her good behavior that we can make another stop. We make our way to our local Tractor Supply, which is not near as nice as the one in our home town, but it will do. "We need a lawn mower," my husband proclaims as we pull in. Duh, why else would we be here. So we get out and head in. The first thing that catches my eye are the trees. Being in a new development they strip down the land and remove any living thing. It's depressing actually. So we have no trees in our yard. Ok, I take that back we have two pitiful little twigs in the front yard. I hate, hate not having trees. I mean you can't even hang a bird feeder anywhere.

I spot some fruit trees buy the cash wrap and head over to assess what they've got. I'm not really a fruit girl but I have been dieing for a plum tree. I was actually thinking is was more of a bush but whatever. I don't like plums by themselves but I love me some plum jelly and a plum tree was going to make that happen. I read the tag to Adam and it says you can harvest in September. Plums by September, I was thrilled!! "In about 5 years you will actually have plums." Hopes and dreams crushed, 5 whole years?! I will be like 30....31. Oh we'll, I still want it, you've got to start somewhere, right?! Adam really dodged a bullet from crushing all my hopes and dreams until he said, "You hear that? They have baby chickens." Wwwwhhhhaaattt! Baby chickens oh my!!! And sure enough we walk over to four (to small in my opinion) troughs with heat lamps and baby chicks. I want one, I want one, I want one! Repeat 30 more times and you get the idea. I'm showing them to Ellie who is anything but enthusiastic when I make my way around to.....baby ducks!!!!!! Ahhhhhhh!!! And for a whopping $4.97. Is that even a legal price? I've had gold fish cost more than that. My 'I want' turned into a, 'Give me one now'!

Adam turned, looked at me, chuckled and said...No. All calmly like nothing was going to come of it. Excuse me? Did he just say no? To me? This was something I wasn't familiar with hearing and I could feel my back start to arch and tears coming because I just had to have one. Ellie would say the same thing if she knew what he was saying no to. He proceeds to start asking me all these unimportant questions like, where would we keep it? What would we do with it when it got older? Who would take care of it?

My answer went something like this. In our room on a little duck bed, of course. Ellie and I would love it and cuddle it and feed it everyday. Take her for nice walks and play, you know fetch or something. And there's some water behind our house so when she got big she would just go live out there and it would just work itself all out.

He didn't like my answer obviously because I'm sitting her alone, duck less. And let me clarify there was absolutely nothing ugly about these ducks just my husbands behavior towards them. So I'm hoping he will make up for it on Easter and Ellie and I will get one or two in our Easter baskets:)

Today I am a wife, mother, and baby duck lover.

Keep Chasing Those Fireflies!

CJ