Because I'm exhausted to the point of putting random things in wrong places (Husband: What's the baby rattle doing in the fridge? Me: I have no idea. Did I do it?), I simply cannot come up with anything clever to write about tonight.
The-girl-who-always-asks-why? is having a sleepover party at her Auntie's house tonight, so we had some time to gather items for our yard sale this weekend (the one we were going to have last weekend but didn't have the time to do). I'm not one for hanging on to, well, anything we don't need, but I will say that sorting out the baby clothes made me just a little bit sad-- until I realized I had spent over an hour sorting onesies, at which point I was willing to write "PLEASE TAKE THE WHOLE BAG- I'LL PAY YOU!" But then I remembered, oh yah, we need a house to move to to shelter these little nuggets whose clothes are the bane of my existence right now. So, if you know anyone who still finds great joy in sorting baby clothes for hours on end, send them our way-- we have just what they need.
Everyone who buys something will get a "receipt" for our YouCaring site, so if that's how you ended up here, THANK YOU for helping us continue towards our goal :)
I promise, I'll write more exciting things later this weekend after I've graded the gigantic stack of work my amazing students turned in this week, bathed and fed all the children, found time to eat, and sold everything we put in the yard- so that should be sometime between the hours of 2-4am Sunday morning.
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