Sniff-Hic-Sniffle

I feel like I lost by best friend today. Okay, so I'm slightly over-reacting...

My favorite prop broke today. The worst part...I can't blame it on anyone else but myself!

Sister K wanted to have a garage sale this week at my house. It's not the best location but I gave her the okay. I decided on Sunday that if she's going to try it, I may as well set up our able mabel stuff in part of the garage. We opened on Wednesday afternoon. The only advertising I had time for was to post a quick blurb on craigslist. We also put out signs, of course.

Today was Deadsville. (I had figured as much) Pretty slow. To make the most out of my day, I decided to take and retake pictures of all our stuff. I was using Favorite Prop for some of the pictures. I got called inside for something and in the mean time someone came to the sale. I asked my oldest to go move the sheet (my wonderful backdrop for my photos) off the table.

Later I was going to take more pictures and picked up the sheet off the garage floor, totally forgetting the vase/urn was in the sheet. Crash!!! I just about cried! Again, not really, but my stomach did a little flip flop. Now what should I use?

On a happier note, I did get my darling little poopsie to sit semi-still for a bit today.

When she decided enough was enough, my two year old wanted to pose. He's kind of big but I did have some boy blankets I needed modeled.

Isn't he just a lunker? He was a very willing model so how could I refuse?