Windy Day

The missionaries came over a couple days ago and challenged us to plan to do unplanned service. I told them (with my eyes) that service never works because I am often too excited/ in their face. There is always someone there saying, "freaky girl please I would rather carry this impossible burden then to have you near it." 

I am starting to understand their point of view...

PICTURE THIS:

My daughter and I in the middle of the road surrounded by our neighbors trash while she is trying to find some leftovers....

How did I let it get to this point?

Well it is simple... The large trash can lid was blown open by the wind and three pieces of large trash were escaping. Light Bulb! This was a prime opportunity to multi-task by teaching my daughter to serve and to talk about the effects of littering. We crossed the street and simply closed the lid of the trash and proceeded to the three solitary pieces of trash... Turns out when the lid is securely placed onto the trash can that it is unbalanced on the sloping driveway. Consequently when the can fell over, trash  gushed out of the trashcan and shot across the surrounding neighborhood. The road was covered in trash and Daphney and I played frogger with passing by cars as we struggled to chase after the now littered area we had created. Daphney excelled in chasing after the pop cans and trying the variety of flavors our neighbors enjoy (Luckily there was not leftover beer cans). I chased after her and the flying debri until I finally gave up and dragged my child away from the situation we made substantially worse. 

Sorry Neighborhood... We will take a break from helping ya'll.