This is my yard sale buddy. We have been going since he was probably 2, if that old, because he is an early riser (I swear, he is in farmer training) and he couldn't stay quiet so we'd go yard sale-ing. One day when he was almost 4, I left him at home because he was still asleep (gasp) and I was up and ready to go. I went to one yard sale and came back because I needed something. I opened the door and standing 6 feet inside was my son, bawling his eyes out. I have never again left him home while I went out. This morning he told me all about the movie he saw with his friend yesterday. Some days he makes up stories while we ride, and some days he spends most of his times making sound effects. But I have come to treasure these times, and I hope he has fond memories of this when he grows up.
These are our treasures for the day. I hit the jackpot for Jon Tyler some fall/winter clothes. Love it when that happens.
After we yard sale I come home and make breakfast. We look forward to this time every week, when we can all eat together.
And this is after breakfast entertainment. Yes the little one is not really playing; he is rehearsing for the future. What can I say? Boys will be boys.
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