Last Friday when Michael got home from work, we both almost simultaneously realized that the girls were now on a two week break from school. I mean, the dates had been on the calendar for months – but life somehow managed to fly by as usual, and well, I guess it’s October already!
So yeah, no school for awhile. And I forgot to really plan for the break.
I’m carrying on as business per usual, just doing my daily routine with four kids in tow. We’ve gone to the Children’s Museum (we’re blogging about it, naturally), gone to the YMCA to play, stocked up on books at the library, eaten hot and ready pizzas in the park (blerg, gross), and planned to host a slumber party for tonight. And of course, we’re making our weekly homages to all my favorite thrift shops because it’s ugly sweater season.
October is the most busy month of the year for me when it comes to junky treasure hunting. Fugly holiday wear time is upon us, and the stores are just starting to pull out their holiday crap. And of course, I’m determined to buy it all up before anyone else does. Sorry not sorry, Indianapolis.
Mama’s got a side shuffle to run.
All of the kids tolerate thrift shopping ok-ish, except for Piper. She say the stores want to make her vomit, and she’s done wearing second hand clothes and only wants to shop at Lands End. And I’m all – well miss moneybags, good luck with that.
Anyway, we’re doing a lot of thrift shopping over fall break.
Want to know what’s challenging about thrift shopping with four kids in October? All! The! (Dirty!) Costumes!
Gage wants to touch, play with and try on every single mask and hat that he finds. And while I’ll buy most anything second hand, I do have standards and limits. Hats and masks are on that shortlist. Aside from that one time – we do not buy anything that might touch our head or face from a thrift shop.
So yesterday while trolling for sweaters, I see Gage putting on a pirate hat (you can actually see him grabbing for it on the photo above). I swiftly ask him to omgeeee get it off his head, and in his loudest voice possible (which literally sound like a pirate) he yells:
IT’S OK – IT NO HAVE LICE ON IT MAMA!
And then all the employees give me the shifty eyes.
Lice. Knock on wood this family has never had it. But at this point I’m planning on contracting it by the end of the month. Because how could we not?
But the thrifting reward? She’s often sweet.
Even though Piper wanted to vomit and Gage is trying to give us all itchy bug heads, on this haul we found 12 sweaters and two very lovely vintage cardigans for yours truly.
I mean you guys – hand beaded vintage wool cardigans. The green one was $1.50 and the cream one was $3.25. Anthropologie style on a scavengers budget.
This is why I’ll never quit the hunt. Even if I get lice – which when it happens I’m totally blaming it on the public schools, I’ll still second hand shop.
Addictions, we all have them. Mine just happens to smell like old lady.