Lil Miss C decided she desperately wanted to sell something at our garage sale this weekend, so I set her up with a cookie and lemonade stand next to our pathetic attempt to sell passers-by our garbage.
She cleaned up. NEVER underestimate the demand for icing covered cookies at 7am.
She sold every one of her cookies and every drop of lemonade. We had to turn away some folks due to poor inventory management, and we told every person who came by about St Baldrick's, and how the cookie money went to charity. She made $18, which she then loaded into a special little purse, and then promptly lost.
My 20month old son, Mr. B, found the money the next day. In the dog's crate.
I tell you, I have this joint running like a well-oiled machine.
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