We can hear the wheels turning....

Yesterday:

I decided I did not want to make dinner.
Brent needed to pick up a blower motor from AutoZone.
AutoZone is close to Dairy Queen.
Brent decided we needed more Turkey.
Turkey from Hyvee.
Hyvee is close to AutoZone.
Brent relayed the news to Maxwell.
Maxwell was excited (about Hyvee.)
We were driving.
We were starving.
Little Caesars is on the way to AutoZone/Hyvee/Dairy Queen.
I decided we did not need Turkey from Hyvee (or from anywhere else for that matter.)
Maxwell was not happy about no turkey from Hyvee:
NO! I WANT TO GO TO HYVEE! WE NEED TURKEY!
I told him (because I am MOM and I am in charge:)
No. We don't. We will get pizza, eat it at home and then come back for ice cream. Ok?

NOOOO! WE NEED MORE TURKEY! WE'RE ALL OUT! (he really doesn't even eat turkey)

No, Maxwell. Would you rather go to Hyvee, or have ice cream?

I WANT TO GO TO HYVEE!

Whaaaat!?






Two minutes later:

I WANT ICE CREAM!

Ok.

















3 minutes (and lots of blessed silence) later:








HYVEE HAS ICE CREAM!


Brent and I laughed pretty hard about that one! Needless to say, the boring part of the story ends like this:

We picked up the blower motor.
We picked up a pizza.
We ate the pizza at home.
We went to Dairy Queen.
Brent replaced the blower motor.
The blower motor was NOT the reason the air conditioner has stopped working.
Brent and my Dad narrowed it down to two possibilities: a transistor or the knob.
I am so proud of my husband for taking apart his car
.....and being able to put it back together again.