My friend Dotti once said," Always go to yard sales in better neighborhoods that the one you live in." Well I have tried that and sometimes you score and sometimes you don't. Lets face it, rich people have the same kind of junk we do its just the expensive name brand one they are selling. I love a good flea market. Yard sales are ok, but I am more into consignment stores. Twice a year my neighborhood has a huge yard sale. The idea is if you have many people selling you will draw the bigger crowd. So this year I put the kid in the red wagon and set out. I found a garden tiller. I wanted the garden tiller, Until I walked down the street and found this:
Its a wine refrigerator. But this isn't going to hold just wine. Heck it might only have one wine bottle in the darn thing for over a year. I am not that big of a wine drinker anymore. Diabetes does that to a person. Really stinks. Nope this is now the kids cooler.
Ever come around the corner to the kitchen to find your kids standing in front of the refrig wide open, looking for something to drink??? You let out a yell, "Close the refrigerator, your wasting electricity!!!"
Well no more. My kids can't have my superpowers of being able to tell you exactly were everything is at any given moment in the refrigerator. And they for some strange reason can't use their hands to MOVE something to find the juice hiding behind the mayo. So they stand there.
Now they can go to their own kids cooler, LOOK THROUGH the glass BEFORE they open the door and see the item they want. WHY don't they make refrigerators with glass doors like at the grocery store??
Anyways, they are trained to be independant. I love a kid that can get their own juice, pour their own juice, clean up their spillage and put it all away too.
In our house, cups, juice, paper towels for clean up are all at kid level in the kitchen. Get it yourself. Or as my momma told me, "help yourselfy" (no that is not a typo)
This is Girl Schmuck signing off