So we're walking down the street, enjoying the beautiful 69-70 ish degrees and we pass a yard sale.
With baby stuff.
Ahh! they have a high chair. And a jogging stroller. And a bouncer. And a high quality paper-cutter (okay that's not a baby item but it was something I've been wanting). And a basket Mom loved. And some really cool zebra-print luggage. And a shelf that I would love to use in my little Ladybug's bedroom. And baby clothes!!
This place was a GOLD MINE!!!
I felt like those guys on that show American Pickers. We kept finding great stuff.
Well, I didn't get the luggage, or the bouncer, or the shelf. Or the paper cutter. She wanted too much money for it.
But Mom got her basket.
And here's what I DID get:
Guess how much I paid?
Yeah. Totally scored! I wasn't nuts about the high chair being pink... what if I have a baby boy someday?... but who cares. At this price, I sure as sugar won't be complaining! Both are almost brand-new. They could use a good hose-down, which I'll do tomorrow, and one of the tires on the stroller is a little low. But again... who cares?
Can't wait to use these babies! My little Ladybug is excited too. She's just squirming and dancing and kicking and punching and rolling with anticipation. Mostly at three a.m.
Tomorrow is Saturday... more garage sales? Ooooh, yes, let's!