I had wanted to check out an estate sale early last Friday while my daughter was at school. But, my morning got away from me and I ended up having to go after I picked her up from Kindergarten. Her only request, in return for tagging along, was a Wendy's Frosty. The good news was that I knew the Frosty would keep her happy and busy while I browsed. The bad news was that I knew when I heard her final slurp, it would be time to head home and my treasure hunting would be over. The sale was pretty picked over, but I was happy browsing and she was happy slurping. As I settled into sorting a box of vintage aprons I heard her little voice "Mommy, will you hold this". I was handed a half finished Frosty and she turned her attention to a box of old baby clothes.
She was thrilled with her first find-the perfect Spring top for her baby doll.