November Sunflowers

My kids have been super whiny lately.

“Where are we GOING today?!” they whined after school pickup a few weeks ago.

“I thought we’d go to the sunflower patch at the farm!” I said. “We can get hot dogs for dinner before Awana!”

“NOOOOOOOOOOOO! I don’t want to!” they both whined.

“FINE. We’ll go home and do CHORES.” I said. I meant it, too. And we did.

“NOOOOOOOO CHORES! I want to go to the sunflowers!” they whined and wailed and cried.

But it was too late.

In our Adventure Bible the Israelites are wandering in the desert, always promising to stop grumbling and start trusting God, but by the next story they stop trusting and start grumbling all over again. It’s so us lately.

So Jess and I went to see the sunflowers a few days later while the kids were in school.

The joke was on me, though—the entire sunflower patch at Waimanalo Country Farms was set up to be one big Instagram photo op. Everyone else was there with well-dressed kids and/or a photographer, and we just came to see the flowers. We were woefully unprepared. But we made the most of it.

So I guess the moral of this story is, we were forced to be Insta-dorks because when everyone’s whiny, we all lose. Also, it was cloudy and rained a little while we were there, but I put all these fantastic sun flare filters on my photos and ta-da! Altered reality! It was sunny and no one was whiny!