Here is Emmet keeping an eye on Saturday's yard sale. He has heard the horror stories of how his mom would find her prize posesions being peddled by Grandma Connie at yard sales when she was a girl. Hey what is this book doing out here?
This past Saturday we had our annual yard sale. As usual we teamed up with the neighbors. We managed to convert a pile of stuff from under the house into 100 dollars cash! Ohhh big money! Yeah, we blew it on a sushi dinner, well not all of it.
This yard sale is in preparation for our big move to Montana. No we do not know when we are going, don't ask, we will tell you when we know.
4 comments:
Hey Emmet, would those be some hand-me-down jammies . . .
I'm sorry I missed your garage sale. I wanted to come and scour through your awesome stuff. I was running "pre-trials". Looks like I missed a good time.
How much for the adorable baby?
I still have that sushi set from your last yard sale! (Of course, there is no decent sushi in Normal, IL.) What did I miss this time?
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