A photo journal comprised of my thoughts on motherhood and other life happenings, as well as some of professional work as a photographer. Southern California is home.
Hooper and I mosied around some of the local thrift stores last week and scored some great finds. Hooper was such a good shopping partner right up until I made the amateur mom mistake of letting him out of the stroller to play with the Radio Flyer I intended to buy him anyway. It’s like I lost sight of the fact he has no concept of having to pay for things first. He was happy as a clam with that bike until I plopped him back in the stroller and brought the bike up to front to store while I kept shopping. Big mistake. There were tears, oh there were tears. It didn’t help that I put the bike in the back of the car in direct line of his vision, so he continued to cry because he could see it but not touch it. Then I made another mistake of trying to hit up one more thrift store, but we quickly left empty handed once his tears turned into a I just need a nap kinda cry. We went home, he napped, then he woke up and it was Radio Flyer playin’ time the rest of the evening. In any case, we scored some great finds. The vintage telephone stand is one of my favorites from a local collectible store that has so much stuff piled on top of stuff that it was nearly impossible to even bring the stroller in. I had to back Hooper out of that place. It was insane. Seriously, glorious hoarding to the umph degree. I’ll have to bring my gloves and shovel next time I go back there.