The day started with an early alarm for the boy, who was determined to make it to the canal bright and breezy for a last skate before the thaw. The music blared, he got out of bed (shocking in itself), and I rolled over and went to back to sleep.
He returned.
Apparently it was 5am, not the required 6am, and I need lessons on setting the alarm clock. Oops!
Anyway, post skate we headed out in 'The Beast', and I spent a fab day thrifting in Smiths Falls.
Some of my haul:
It turns out that being upgraded to that enormous car was a great thing, the $1 thrift store sale is dangerous.
I have stacks of fabric, including the Mickey Mouse alphabet sheet you can see here. Two summer corduroy jackets, an awesome woollen-take-me-skiing in this sweater (bottom right), and a collection of picture books for Paul.
Jobs a good 'un!
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