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| Image borrowed from Ai-Dealer.com |
A car dealership is no place for children... which is
exactly why Hubby and I took our angels with us car shopping yesterday.
If you have ever been on a car lot, then you know that one of a salesperson's best tactics is to make nice with your kids
(if you are crazy enough to bring your kids). You see said salesperson
kissing up to being sweet with your kiddies and you are
supposed to instantly trust him. My kids seem to throw a wrench into this plan. When they were smaller, their constant crying warded off the sales team. These days, their crazy clothes, unkempt hair, the stuffies both girls bring that they are
obviously conversing with, and Princess's willful avoidance of eye contact when spoken to by strangers
(aka car salesmen), all add up to a very hassle-free car shopping experience for Hubby and me. It probably also
helped that, prior to our little visit, we let the girls play with water guns for two hours (making them very tired), loaded them up with chocolate chip cookies, and then told them we would only be staying a "few minutes" at the dealership before we went toy shopping.
I don't know for certain if this had an effect, but call it a hunch.
