On Saturday I ran up to the kids to retrieve the lil' farmhand. . .
As I pulled into their drive, my senses perked up as a saw the garage sale next door with little kid things on the market.
The medium sized kids next door were
begging encouraging me to come peruse their quality merchandise . .. .so I did.
I did my best impersonation of a not so interested granny. .. .as my eagle eyes set upon the multiple sets of wheels.
The wagon. . . had last seen a dusty road. . . and I mentally noted that the car washing brigade would soon be set up back at the farm .. .one or two more vehicles in the lineup would hardly be noticed. . .especially with the mention of grands getting dusty bottoms.
So. . . .
I set my jaw in a firm .. . no nonsense line. . . whittled them down five bucks ..
and gleefully set to packing the vehicles into my vehicle.