This post, with the picture, is authentic. As in, I was driving in a smaller valley community, and couldn't help but take a picture.
Now, this is extremely funny. But I couldn't help but start thinking about the fact that this kid thought that this was how you spelled "yardsale". And nobody corrected him. Which leads me to believe that his mom doesn't know how to spell "yardsale" either.
I wish I could just look at it and laugh, and look at it again and laugh some more (because I have done that numerous times) without feeling sorry for this kid and wondering what his future holds.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Monday, June 15, 2009
Friday, June 5, 2009
On Monday night, my brother and sister in law, Garrett and Becka, and their family came over for dinner. They drove all the way up from Exeter. We had a great time with them. Ate some great food. Played some RockBand. They have 2 small kids and a baby. We weren't really prepared in the toy section. Blake did have a bunch of old stuffed animals that he kept "for the nieces and nephews", which he had never had a chance to use, until Monday night. Tomorrow at The Bridge Community Yardsale, we are going to look for some toys.
When they first got out of the car, my niece, Bethany, gave me this
which is proudly sitting on our ledge in our kitchen. It was a super sweet idea (thanks Becka and Bethany!)