This guy didn't know I had had a long busy day, that I had struggled traveling to the store with my three girls and the stroller in the snow, that we needed something to do until we could go back home, that we were out during dinner time and hadn't eaten.
Our realtor wanted to show our place twice last night, once at 6:15 and then again at 7:00, and my husband wasn't going to be able to be home to help. I didn't make us a real dinner to avoid a mess. I had spent the day keeping the girls entertained during the constant snowfall and once I finally got the place cleaned, I corralled them out the door just in time for the showing.
At first I didn't know where we'd go. I thought about hanging out in the car, even though I didn't know where it was parked (typical), but I decided we needed some things at the store two blocks away so there we went.
The walk was a trek. Strollers and snow don't work well together, and I knew that. I wouldn't have taken it, but we usually take it out when we show the place, because it's the first thing you see when you open our door. It's not that pretty.
ANYWAY, after our leisurely time in the store, we still had time to kill, but what do you do with little hungry kids in the snow, dark and cold? (Am I sounding pathetic yet?)
Outside of the store, there is a horse that I used to let Hannah ride (Jane used to be scared of it), but we haven't used it since they hiked the price up to two whole quarters. Hannah asked to ride it, and both girls climbed on. They probably would have been fine just sitting there pretending, but I grabbed my wallet, and I rummaged for quarters. I pulled one out, and suddenly from behind me, came a hand with a quarter in it. I accepted it gratefully. The young man (younger than me, anyway) tried to give me another one, and the friend he was with started to pull one out of his pocket. I told them I had one, and I thanked them both very much, twice.
So, my girls got to ride the horse. Woot! Woot!
(Evidently, Jane's not afraid anymore)

Seriously, it wasn't that big of a deal that my girls rode on a one-minute horse ride. I don't know why this post has lasted this long with all these ramblings. But last night, at that moment, it meant so much to me that someone would offer a small token so that I could give my girls a reward for sticking out the day with me.
So thank you for the quarter, stranger. You lightened my load ever so slightly.
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