Tessa asked me to draw the sign in “Bubba” letters. (Ha! she has always thought people were saying "Bubba" instead of "bubble" letters. Funny side note.) So I did, but they worked hard coloring in the block, or "bubba" letters.
Then they set up shop at the end of our driveway. Tyler decided to become a business partner but he was only half-committed to it, hence the reading material. I think he just smelled profits and didn't want to miss out.
Business was slow at first, but picked up as the afternoon wore on. We have some generous neighbors, although I felt bad that they probably felt obligated to buy. The kids had a good time, and raised some money. I thought it was a successful day’s activity, even in spite of the large amount of cookies Ansley consumed (every time the cookie pan’s lid was removed for a customer, she reached in and helped herself).
THEN, the girls started begging to go to the mall, and I realized the method/madness behind the lemonade stand. The price was strategically set at 25 cents for a glass of lemonade and a cookie…in hopes of collecting tons of quarters...so they could raid the mall’s candy machine center, the one they drool over every time we pass it. Great, sell my lemonade and cookies to earn money enabling you to gorge yourselves on candy.
But they were so intent on completing their plan: gathering lots of candy to be compiled and brought home, then rationed a few pieces at a time for each girl, each day. So I played along. We visited the mall the next day. They were in heaven dropping their quarters and watching their stash grow. I liked their teamwork and collective planning and their determination to set a goal then find a way to reach...so I guess it was a positive, productive experience in the end. The candy stockpile dwindled sooner than planned, but about like I expected.
I am so happy that these two girls are friends...and partners in crime!