In this ongoing recession we have learned to be creative with our money and time. Since we can't bring ourselves to spring the dough for area attractions that can easily end up costing a weeks worth of groceries we decided to squeeze our pocket change for all it was worth.
The girls were so excited to make their own lemonade. Little did they know how much work was really involved. They were insistent on squeezing the lemons themselves the old fashioned way, by hand. This took a good part of an hour, their little hands tired from pushing and twisting with all their might just to get a full cup of juice. The lemons became characters in made up stories, Monsters who's innards spilled as they pushed them on the juicer. Then the measuring of sugar, ice and water brought forth witches cackles as they pretended to brew a potion. As the mixture steeped in the fridge, they transformed themselves into advertising specialists and made their own lemonade stand signage. Business skills developed as they discussed what price to charge for a Dixie cup full of Homemade Lemon Sweetness fit for the Gods (of course)!
It was time to set up the stand and their entrepreneurial skills were in full tilt as they beamed their smiles and yelled for the whole neighborhood to hear, "Lemonade For Sale!" In order to keep within the cities town noise ordinance, I pulled a few strings and called a few neighbors to let them in on the new business in the hood. The girls were excited at their first unsolicited sale, the new neighbors that were moving in down the street decided to stop by for a refreshing break.
It was a hot, 100 degree summer day, sweat rolling down their cheeks and pride in their eyes as they profited from their hard work while having fun along the way.
Maybe adults could learn from this adventure and bring a little childhood fun back into our workdays.
