We've had a fairly frustrating time with our cars lately. We had the battery die in our other car tonight. Of course it was at the worst possible time. (I was in Tempe & Klint was picking up the boys from Stacy's house on the way to go on exchanges with the missionaries for the night) On my way to rescue them I called multiple Walmarts to see if they had the right one in stock so I could go straight there once we got it jumped. I was treated very rudely by every Walmart employee I talked to. I finally found one with the battery in stock but was then informed that they were going to be "closing the bay for a little while cause they didn't have enough people working". I was highly irritated, but I did need a new battery so I called back when they told me to & when they said they'd opened up I headed over. When I got there I was greeted by the rudest of all the Walmart people I'd talked to today where they informed me it would take "at least over an hour" to get it done. With that I had had it so I left. I just couldn't deal with the rudeness anymore. As we drove away this is the conversation Jameson & I had.
Jameson: "Why are we leaving?"
Mama: "Because these people weren't taught that it's not ok to be mean to people."
Jameson: "On they must have been taught by the Lamanites"
Mama: (trying desperately to contain my laughter)
Jameson: "I bet that guy was King Noah"
And just like that all the frustration melted away because of my cute little Jameson's interpretation of the situation. What would I do without my cute boys.
These pics have nothing to do with the post, but I hate to post without pics so here are a few cute ones of the boys showing us their "toughness" poses the other night.

1 comment:
We've been dealing with a few Lamanites ourselves today. You have just melted away my frustration too.Thanks.
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