She allowed me to tag along on her selling excursion, but I had to remain on the sidewalk. Although the weather was unseasonably warm (60 degrees!), I felt chilled and a small knot in my stomach. Each time she knocked on a door I thought -- Will she make a sale? How will she handle rejection? (or better yet, how will I?) For many folks, her toothless grin and bright blue Daisy smock were enough to close the deal, but I believe it was her selling tactics that earned her some big sales. My smart cookie (no pun intended) made sure to know her product and even made suggestions by saying things like, "I like the Fin Mints and Fanks-A-Lot the best," and "We have a new cookie, Mango Creme -- but it's not very good."
So, the first time I saw someone shake their head no at her, I felt a small pang in my chest. As she walked toward me she said, "They didn't want any cookies,".
"That's ok. Don't worry. It's not you, they just may not like cookies," I shared while putting an arm around her shoulders.
"Yeah, I know," she answered then happily skipped on to the next house confident about making another sale.
As a parent sometimes all you want to do is put your kid in a bubble and protect them from sadness and disappointment and even failure. But, like Dory shared in the movie, Finding Nemo -- "Well, you can't never let anything happen to him. Then, nothing would ever happen to him. Not much fun for little Harpo."
I guess that's why they call them growing pains...I just never knew most of mine would come from raising kids.
|70 boxes and counting!|
She has set a goal for herself to sell 120.