My mom and I were getting ready to walk around the lake last weekend, when my 5 year old girlie started begging to come.
Lacing up her tennis shoes (on the wrong feet of course) crying “Give me a chance! I have fast legs, I can do it!!”
Of course I’m always happy to have my little girl along with me, but it is 3.5 miles around the lake – kind of a hike for my pint sized peanut…in the end she was so cute we decided to let her try it.
Boy, am I glad she came. She spotted a garage sale from the walk “that we just had to stop at!”. She saw a hot pink tube to play in the lake with (a big splurge for her at 25 cents), but I really scored with a new bed for little man (more on that coming soon) and these oars for $5.
I was pumped to find these oars, I had been looking at a pair almost exactly like it the week before at the flea market for $45! My conversation with the guys went like this –
Poor misguided garage sale guy: “You seriously want to buy those?”
Me: “Yes! So excited!”
Guy: “Man, I bet my wife that no one would buy these, I wanted to put them in the dump.”
Guy: “You know they aren’t really good for rowing a boat anymore?”
Me: “Bah ha ha ha” (ok that part was in my head, I was trying to be polite to the poor misguided garage sale guy) “Oh no, I’m going to put them in my house.”
Guy: “Well I guess you could paint them and they would look ok?”
Me: “Oh the horror and ruin their perfectly chippy chippiness?!” (Ok, again that was in my head) In reality I just smiled and nodded.
I think they look right at home, don’t you?
Oh, and in case you are wondering about my other fun finds – I got the cool old “r” from the vintage flea market and the blue crate used to hang out on our dining room table, but now it holds all sorts of fun treasure my kids find me.
And hello the Mr. and I on our wedding day, do we not look 12 years old??
Oh and as for my favorite 5 year old?
Not only did she make it the whole 3.5 miles, but here is a pic of her afterward…
Yeah, she looks pretty winded doesn’t she? :) I need to bottle her energy and sell it, who wants some?