Tales of a Hockey Wife: The Neighborhood Lemonade Stand....

Yesterday as I was driving home from the grocery store, I came across a lemonade stand. There had to be fifteen kids all holding up homemade signs while jumping and waving their hands.

I don't know about you, but I can remember having ~~lemonade~~ Kool Aide stands as a kid, thinking about all the money I would make as I sold each cup for ten cents....I usually made enough from the neighbors to buy myself a forty cent Slurpee from the local 7-11. My children love having lemonade stands as well, and I am always appreciative of the strangers that stop and give my children a boost of "small business owner" pride!

Anyhow, of course I stopped, and the kids went wild! I rolled down my car window and was told a cup of lemonade was fifty cents (that's inflation AND Canada for you)...as I opened my car ashtray and found a Loonie ($1.00 coin), I had about five kids eagerly standing around my car window. I exchanged the dollar (fifty cents for the lemonade and fifty cents for a "tip"), and again the kids went nuts.

Now, I knew I was never going to drink the lemonade...but I stopped because that is what adults should do when kids sell lemonade on the street. I was paying for the joy in their eyes because they finally had a customer. However, I cannot deny that I didn't have thoughts about the yucky things that could be in the lemonade.

Did the kids pee in it?

Did someone pick their nose and then stir the lemonade with their finger?

So...my plan was to take the lemonade to my home, and dump it in the flower bed. A win/win in my eyes. The kids made a dollar, and I didn't drink urine and snot!

"DRINK IT"..."TAKE A SIP"...."TRY IT"....

The kids were not going to leave my car until I took a sip.....OH MY GOD, THEY WANT TO SEE ME DRINK THE PEE! I was now sure that they had tainted the lemonade I just paid for, and they needed proof that someone (me) had fallen for their "innocent" lemonade stand trick.

I pretended to take a sip, and once again the kids went nuts. Then I drove off holding the lemonade in that awkward way you carry your urine sample to the nurse at the doctor's office.