Sunday, July 1, 2012
182/366: Sunday Morn with My Pops
It means Flea Market with my dad! We go early. Real early. I like it that way.
We are home around 10 if we go slow, or 9:15 when we focus. I've talked about the flea market here, and although neither of the boys were interested today, it was still a learning experience.
Each time I go, I learn more about decoys. One can never know enough about decoys. You never know when it will come in handy. Hunting, Jeopardy, Trivial Pursuit...useless knowledge to impress a neighbor.
I got a couple things for the Etsy shop and a couple things for the boys.
But, more importantly, some quality time with my Pops.