(Eden and her first memory of Blankie fresh and warm out of a real
{honest-to-goodness} electric dryer!)
One thing that I've been watching for in every {thrift} store I visit, is a baby carrier car seat. We had to get rid of ours when we moved to Jamaica. I love the idea of just lifting the whole caboodle out and tooting it around with me....even though, for some reason, those things always weigh a ton! I'd priced them at department stores....you really have to hold on to your socks! I was determined. I would find one at a good price.
Well, many of you know my parents live on an army base. I was visiting them and dad and I were driving somewhere when I noticed a perfectly good baby carrier with a base sitting by the curb.
I hollered.....dad hit the brakes!
Soldiers and their families are always moving in and out around here....and leaving treasures behind. As I was walking up to the door, a young soldier came out and said he was just "cleaning out the garage". I asked him how much for the carrier and he said it was mine! His baby was a year old and they didn't need it any more. BINGO!
Ain't God Good?
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