Beauty is in the Eye of Your Mother

If you give a four-year-old a choice of the following Saturday outings: Smithsonian, park, or yard sale, which do you think she’d choose?

Yep. You’re right.  Piper chose to grab her money from her cash register and dig through our neighbor’s castaways. First, she raided her allowance stash.

Then she ran out the door with her Nana.

Don’t worry.  She brought us all back treasures.  And that’s the thing about a Piper. She loves to give gifts. She’s especially generous with the unwanted knickknacks of complete strangers. You won’t believe her fortune.

I know you have your eye on the holiday snow globe, but that’s for me. Isn’t it gorgeous? Santa is dancing with Mrs. Claus while that charming little family looks on. I’m already looking forward to Christmas. The plastic red bird ornament is for Piper’s dad.  She says he’ll hang it on our tree this year.  The cool cat statue have sustained some minor ear damage but they’re good as new. Meow. Who could resist a Disney globe with all those princesses?  Not Sissy.  And the bracelet? Well, Piper even got a little something for herself. A girl deserves a treat after all that haggling.  But the real find? The super-duper-coolest-yard-sale-find ever? Roller skates.

Complete with knee pads and elbow pads.  A Piper falls, you know. I’ll have the super glue ready.