Good Morning Friends,
This morning I’d like to tell you a story that happened yesterday. It simply made my day and I’m still floating on “cloud 9” from it all. Yesterday I needed to go to the grocery to do my weekly shop. But to say that it was raining would have been an understatement. It was chucking down buckets! My husband and I jumped into the car with our full rain gear on, and still we were dripping all over ourselves. “I think we’re going to swim into the store” I joked to him. Every year for Christmas we do a “theme” to surprise our daughter. We say that Santa Claus has left a little magic in the living room for her to wake up to.
One year it was snow. The next it was fairies. This year the theme is “The 12 Days of Christmas”. No, I was not going to buy an actual partridge in a pear tree lol. However, drawing inspiration from Disney short movie “Frozen Fever” we are stringing a looooong string from my daughter’s bed all around the house and the farm connecting all 12 of her presents! Each box will have the corresponding number within the present. It has been fun to collect items for each number, hehe! 🙂
Then, she will follow the string to see what Santa left for her. Which brings me to the early Christmas gift that she received yesterday. It wasn’t even planned. After going from shop to shop, buying items for numbers 1-12 and hauling a trunk full of groceries we headed home in the downpour. As we neared home I saw a pile of rubbish on the corner of a street.
And there, leaning against it all was a bike!
I squinted my eyes. “Is that free?” I asked my husband. He glanced over trying to concentrate but take a look. “Let’s circle around” he said and so we did. Sure enough, what is one man’s trash…. was our treasure! You see, years ago we had purchased a brand new bike for our daughter to ride. Our timid, introverted child gave it a try. But the first time she fell she declared that she would never ride again. I tried to give her a positive pep talk, but she was determined to never learn to ride a bike, and my heart sank. When I was her age I loved riding my bicycle. I would spend hours zipping around my neighborhood just feeling free with the wind on my face. The bigger the hill, the better! I deeply wanted to give her the same experience.
With mud caked hands we shoved this free bicycle into the back of our car. Then we sat in the car and began to giggle. “We just scored a free mountain bike!” I laughed with glee. I knew that with a little WD-40, some paint, and love… this bike would look fabulous. We drove home and made our daughter close her eyes on the porch. “Merry Christmas!” we shouted pulling the bike from the car. She gasped loudly and then squealed jumping up and down. “THANK YOU!!!” she shouted racing out into the rain to check out her new wheels.
It just so happens that I have some perfect kawaii-colored paint in the shed, and some WD-40 to make this baby sparkle. 😉 So today I challenge you on your last minute gift shopping to find magic in the mundane. Head to the thrift shops. Check out garage sales, or even the corner of a simple neighborhood road. You never know what you’re going to find. ❤
Have a wonderful day everyone!
PS- I’ll post pictures when the bike transformation is complete. 😉