Fun
March 12, 2010
Mackenzie, like all of her siblings, has suffered loss in her life. She lost her father when she was 4 and has grown up with a large, extended family network. One of our family members mentioned to me the importance of “making memories”. This has always been a goal of our life. Because I have 5 kids, getting time alone with each child is sometimes challenging. One day, when Mackenzie needed a pair of jeans, we head to the mall, just the two of us. Usual chaos of shopping in store with loud music and really strong fragrances for me. For her a chance to find the items on the clearance rack that I would find a “good deal”. We were successful and she left the mall happy. We exit the mall in a big hurry to get home in time for dinner prep. Guess what! It is now pouring rain. We are going to have to make a run for it. We run, jump puddles, get wet, lose our car and finally make it to the van. We get in the van and access how wet we are. We look at our bags to see what kind of mess we have there. At that moment Mackenzie says “That was fun!”
