The grands were promised they could visit the store when the reunion ended...only to discover the little store was closed on Sundays...and it was Sunday. And so we made plans to return to the village at the end of summer...and they could pick out candy to their heart's content.
On a hot Monday in August...we returned...making the trip in three vehicles in order to have the required car seats. CLOSED on Mondays! We picked up the pieces and went for ice-cream instead. But they never forgot about the candy store...and wondered when we would go again.
So...in the dead of winter...on a Saturday in January...we made the trek once again...only to find they were closed for 'winter vacation'. The consolation prize? Donuts all around!
The oldest grand-girlies are quite taken with candy stores...and actually have a little candy store side-business of their own...and so their plans to see the amazing candy store in the little village were not easily abandoned. We decided we would make plans once more to visit the village of Clayburn on Saturday...Grammy, six grands and their mommies...in three vehicles. And since it was lunchtime...we thought it would be wise to stop for a bite to eat before arriving at the candy store. There's an wonderful new farm market just a few miles from the little village...and so we stopped there for a quick lunch.
Freshly baked scones, muffins and cinnamon buns...homemade soup or deli sandwiches...it hit the spot. We were a noisy bunch...and they were likely ready to usher us on by the time we took our leave!
Finally...we were actually on our way to the candy store. Emme and Ryder hopped in my car for the last little leg of the journey...and Emme asked me if I had called ahead to make sure they were open. I had not...but knew they were open on Saturdays. She had her doubts...since she had faced disappointment too many times. I said, "Emme, if they are closed this time, I will eat my shirt."
As we neared the store I noticed there were no cars...
...and we slowly drove by and saw a small 'closed' sign in the window. There were a few unhappy sounds in the car...and then Emme began to laugh...as she reminded me that I would now be 'eating my shirt'. Oh dear...did I really say that? There was a little note on the door...explaining the unexplained closure on a Saturday. They are closed for 'rejuvenation' this time...and it seems they will need several weeks to get rejuvenated over there.
Should we laugh or cry? Could this really have happened again? There's always a back-up plan...since to go straight home would never do!
We happen to have our own old-fashioned candy store in our town...just minutes from home...and so we decided we would return to our hometown and visit our own candy store. Why did we not think of this in the first place?
They had the fun picking out their penny candy...
...and putting their own coins on the counter...
...and exploring the rest of the store with a shopping cart at the ready...should they find a deal too good to pass up.
We have an amazing candy store right in our own backyard...why do we go elsewhere? I think the message is clear...we should be shopping at home.
I'm still trying to figure out how to keep my promise...to eat my shirt. It was a very big shirt!
Have a happy Monday...