Growing up, my mother always had a lot of morsels of wisdom, stuck haphazardly to the refrigerator and propped up on window sills, like…
“God never closes a door without opening a window”
“The best man for the job may be a woman”
“I want to be the kind of person my dog thinks I am”
“Practice random acts of kindness”
I had sort of forgotten about that last one until yesterday. Dylan, Summer and I were walking to the coffee shop and we spotted a guy with a van, parked on our street. Normally, I’m not an enormous fan of strange guys with shady vans, but this one was delivering flowers. What are the chances of some crazy child snatcher moonlighting as a florist? Gotta be pretty low, right?
His side door was wide open and he noticed us peering in.
Flower guy: Here have a bouquet.
Me: What? Really? Oh, no, we just wanted to smell the beautiful flowers.
Flower guy: Take this. It’s yours.
Me: Really? Are you sure? Well, ok. Thanks so much. That is so nice of you. (For free? Really?! You know you can get money for these buddy. People actually purchase flowers.)
Receiving free, gorgeous flowers is a fabulous way to start a Saturday. It put me in such a buoyant mood that I thought it would be a fun family activity to go to the Container Store. I’m sure you’ve tried this before. You attempt to turn a necessary errand into an exciting adventure.
“No, kids, we aren’t going to the playground on this sunny spring day. Forget the slide. Nevermind the swings. We are doing something far more fabulous. We are headed to the Container Store!! Wait until you see all the amazing ways you can organize your toys. The giant plastic storage bins alone are worth the trip!
I wanted to avoid a $25 delivery fee. (Yes anything in NYC can be delivered.) I just can’t stomach purchasing a $15 storage bin and then paying $25 to have it delivered.
It all went pretty well. I mean, the girls did immediately knock over a huge display of containers. But one of the store clerks confided that Martha Stewart herself had knocked over that very same stack recently and then instructed one of her assistants to clean up.
Rick and I looked around for one of our assistants but finding none, we did the dirty work ourselves.
And we did try to buy some rubber balls for the playground (who knew the Container Store sold balls?) but upon checkout we were told, the balls were merely props for their displays. So apparently they don’t.
I will admit that the girls got a bit rowdy towards the end.
First this happened….
and then Dylan scaled the counter…
It was clear that Rick and I were seriously losing control of the situation. So we paid…
and got the heck out of there. And I may not have any assistants, but I did have a handsome sherpa to schlep the stuff home.
No $25 charge. Just a random act of kindness.
mama bird notes
Lanie is the winner of the super cool Toby + Rei t-shirt and lunch sack!
As some of you may know, I do consulting work for a start-up called TotSpot. It’s like a Facebook for kids. You can create a safe, private profile for your child, record everything from their first word to their current favorite toy, upload pictures and videos and share it all with family and friends.
TotSpot is still working on the final product. They would love feedback from mamas. If you want to try it out, email me at firstname.lastname@example.org and I will send you the invite code.