~JUST LET ME EXPLAIN....~

~Miss K at Age 3~

Last Saturday, like nearly every Saturday during the Spring and Summer months, I went Estate Sale-ing.  With my hubby and our Miss K in tow we set out early for a day of treasure hunting.

I had ten houses on my list to visit and I was hoping to make it to every single one.  That's a lot of homes to crowd into just a few hours.  Miss K has been with me a couple of times during my junkin' excursions... although I do believe the last time she tagged along was back when she was only about 5.  Today she is 7.

A lot can change in the mind of a little girl in two years.

~Sweet At 5~

Anyway, the first house on our list was in a grand neighborhood in Oklahoma City.  The house wasn't terribly ancient...maybe 45 years old.  But, it was large and a bit overwhelming at first sight.  That didn't stop me from taking the hand of my only grandchild and walking excitedly through the front door.

"Now, you remember the rules, right?  No touching!"  I said!

"I KNOW Nana!  I won't!"  she quipped...

After walking around for just a few minutes and wading through the sea of people crowding in on my sale :) I was ready to check out.  I was purchasing a lovely vintage damask tablecloth and twelve matching napkins (in pink, of course!), a set of vintage (never used) linen place mats and matching napkins in a rose-pink color, a package of linen napkins in cream (also never used), two oval needlepoint pictures, an old Quaker Lace tablecloth, two silver-plate sugar shakers and a pair of white bisque-style figurines.  As you can imagine my hands were quite full.

(A pretty good haul for one sale!)

While I was waiting impatiently patiently in line to pay I listened intently as my Miss K chatted non-stop to the men and women standing around us. 

 ~Acting Cool at 7~

"We are going to TEN SALES today!  This is our very first one!" she blurted out!

Then she continued, this time directing her comments to me...

"Where's the lady who lives here anyway, Nana?  Doesn't she want all her stuff anymore?"

I thought for a second, realizing for the first time my granddaughter had no real understanding of what an 'estate sale' was...  My first thought was to just say "No!  She doesn't want all this stuff anymore!"  but that would have been too easy for me.  No Noooo Nooooooo!  I had to TRY to EXPLAIN...

And so...I began to say it this way...

"Well honey...sometimes when people get older and find they don't need big houses and lots of  'things' anymore they move into a smaller place and sell off some of their favorite treasures.  Or~sometimes they get weak, kinda like Papaboo, and so they go and live in a nursing home with other people who need extra care~

Or...

Sometimes they, ummmmmmmmm, well grow old or get sick and um...then go to heaven!!"

I actually felt pretty proud of myself at this point as our bright-eyed girl SEEMED to understand exactly what I was saying!

Then all of a sudden I heard this...

"YOU MEAN SHE'S DEAD!?  Nana!  Is the lady who lived in this house DEAD?"

Instantly all the eyes in the room were on me!  Iknow I turned five shades of white...or red...or maybe even green...

I couldn't pay and get out of that house fast enough!

I can tell you this~next time I will be shopping alone!  All alone!!!!

Blessings as you enjoy hump-day!

Love to you~