Why We Go To Yardsales

31 Aug

I mentioned to Kitty today when I spoke with her by phone (yes, I am THAT lucky) that we were going to some yardsales today. She, however, says that she avoids them due to a traumatic childhood memory (and yes Kitty, that would put me off of yardsales to!) 9 times out of 10, however, we come home with something that is truly enjoyable. Today, it was all about Babygirl (not on purpose – there was just no boy stuff we ran into!)

Babygirl transformed into Babygirl Dancerella!

See the pink pretty tutu! See the dance mat! See her smile! See her brother’s “WTF” face!

Ahhh, the young student studies the master on the television intently, vowing to complete her training…

Look! See the complicated and highly technical dancing bar made from plastic pipes! See the pointed toe!

Aaah yes, the dancing instruction is over! She now has the look of a ballerina – the stance of a ballerina – the attitude of a ballerina…

The grace of her mother…

Well, she can’t be completely perfect, right?

I bought this for FIVE BUCKS – we got a beautiful brand-new (looking) snow suit for 2 bucks, and a neat rubbermaid picnic backpack thingy (oh so technical) for five bucks. All in all, Babygirl and Mommy were happy – Toad was happy because he got extra Wii time (since we didn’t find him anything), and Dad was happy because…well…I don’t know! Dad…are you happy?

yes…if my girls and toad are happy…dad is happy!!!

Awww – I knew there was a reason I married him!

We also sold TONS of toys at the yardsale going on at my grandmother’s house – so far the tally’s at about $113. Suh-weet! I’ll be heading there tomorrow with my camera…disaster in the making…


2 Responses to “Why We Go To Yardsales”

  1. the princess August 31, 2008 at 5:21 pm #

    awwww! babygirl is such a sweetie! love when they stick their tongues out in concentration like that. glad that everyone’s happy. 🙂

  2. prissynotgirly September 2, 2008 at 12:38 am #

    yeah, why is it that kids can do anything and get it right as long as they have their tongues out … why doesn’t that work after you turn a certain age … that is without turning you into … uh … well … a bad person (tryin to keep it G rated!)

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