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24 Days of Thankfulness: Day 20

For the record Keeleigh and I planned on going to church today but we got out-voted and ended up at the flea market instead. Would it be bad of me to say that I was glad to be there? I definitely miss seeing a lot of people from our Alabama church but it is nice to get to poke around at the flea market and find some treasures. I'm so thankful for my mom and dad, who have made their living at the flea market for 20+ years and who definitely spoiled me and their grandkids there today! I think Jathan's nana bought every toy he touched as well as some shoes and a bag of cotton candy. I got a couple of pair of name-brand pants for $2 (!) a piece, some make-up, some new perfume (Bloom by Reese Witherspoon smells like honeysuckle!), a cell phone case, and some delicious popcorn. Keeleigh also got some make-up, some super cute new shoes, a new ear ring, and a cell phone case. Ryland got some new toys and Piper got a hat and some hair bows. Keeleigh and I could have bought a WHOLE lot of good old junk but Mom restrained us. = ) Flea marketing is definitely one of my favorite hobbies and something we'll get to do even more of later this week--woo hoo!

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