We are ALL major Ty Pennington fans (okay, mostly me) so, last night, the kids and I settled in on the couch and watched the premiere episode of Extreme Makeover: Home Edition.
"You crying already, Mom?"
Not even five minutes into the show, man, and I was reaching for the Kleenex.Then, Ty let the families know that Girls (and Boys) Hope will be getting full four-year college scholarships (including room, books and board) this time, my kids were reaching for the Kleenex and I think a couple of them even started to cry.
"Maybe we should apply to be on the show, Mom!"
Oh, if I had a dollar for each time I wished (out loud) for Ty to come crashing through the drywall, well, it would be nice to actually quit using our garage...as a basement.
Never mind, worrying about how in the heck we're sending our kids to college.
"There are A LOT of people who need help more, right Mom?"
Always. Still. It WOULD be nice not to explain that, you know, we don't decorate in early drywall...on purpose.
Then, Ty started interviewing the families.
"We never let my daughter know that we couldn't afford to send her to college."
I grabbed another tissue and cursed myself (in my head) for not thinking and doing the same thing.
Oh, it's NOT like we're going around saying stuff like:
Heather: "I want to go to Boston University."
Holly: "I'd like to go to Italy and study art."
Glen: "I want to go to Rutgers."
"Me: Well you can ALL just FUHGHETABOUTIT!"
But, practically speaking:
Me: "That WOULD be nice, maybe, I dunno, we'll see."
Then, my youngest (she's 9) snuggled in closer.
"Well, I love my home."
[bites lower lip]
"I think our house is perfect for us, right mommy?"
I do now. And, if I didn't, I certainly would NOT say it (out loud) not anymore.
"You need 'nother tissue, Mom?"
Hang the drywall, stupid economy!