well, I found out the best use of a husband for yard-sale-ing today - that of a baby-carrying money dispenser. We decided to check out a neighborhood yard sale, and so we spent a decent amount of time walking around. First we started off with Terra pushing Keaton around. Eventually, we realized the neighborhood was too big and the participating homes too far apart to hit 'em all that way, so we did "drive-bys" of 'em, stopping and getting out in places where we could hit a couple of decent yard sales at once.
Well, when we did that, I started carrying Keaton around...and playing money dispenser. Yep. Daddyo didn't find much of anything for himself, but momma bear hit pay dirt with some little books, several toy-container-hanger-thingys, and a book on babies sleeping well. All said and done, Terra found some awesome deals. I just handed out the money.
Which, mind you, made me feel rich and important - though with our total dollar barely more than halfway to the double digits, my feelings of personal wealth didn't balloon too dramatically.
I'll never be a good yardsaler - but my wife, on the other hand, is quite a professional. She had fun and that was really the whole point of us going. I just got to hang with my son and throw around money.
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