Troy was off work today. Yeah!
We so rarely get to spend any quality time together, that when we get to be together and only have one, or two, or three kids, somehow it just seems...peaceful.
So while we were out, Troy decided that he wanted to rinse the car off. And when we got to the car wash he decided that he needed my help...
You know this story isn't going anywhere good, but I'll tell you anyway.
Troy puts the quarters into the car wash and it starts up. Then he tells me that I should push the button that says "conditioner." Well, the directions say that you should do the conditioner after you have done the first wash and rinse, so we spent the first dollar in quarters arguing about the order in which we should do the wash.
We then spent the next dollar trying to get the buttons to work right, with Troy yelling at me because I didn't push the right ones.
We spent one last dollar actually washing the car, with Troy vowing that next time he would come by himself. (hehe)
We then spent the ride home discussing why I have a need to follow the rules and why he thinks the rules are merely suggestions.
I am a rule follower. You would think that he would know that by now!
The best part of the experience?
I told Troy, just before we got back in the car that I thought he needed to wash the tires. He said that it was a waste of quarters (uh, yeah) because they really needed a good scrub. So, when we got back in the car, the FIRST thing Josh said was, "Dad, you forgot to wash the tires!"
If only you could have seen the look on Troy's face! Classic!