After an hour of unsuccessful shopping, I was ready to come home. However, he wasn't ready. He still had money to burn.
The last stop we hit jackpot.
And I mean jackpot in the fullest sense of the word.
He scored an entire trashcan full of bottle caps. Beer bottle caps. Shiny metal bottle caps. These are way cooler than milk bottle caps. And, by the way, were much cheaper than the milk tops. The bottle caps were free...at least to us. Someone paid big bucks to fill the bucket.
Can you believe it? FREE!! The best toys, ever, are the ones that are free!! I love America.
For evidence of the indescribable joy, see below:
Can you sense the jealousy in the other boy? Just imagine the conversation:
Mr. Intensity: Yeah, I was out garage sale-ing with Mom and WHAM! I struck gold. The chick at the sale wanted to give this entire bucket away. Can you believe it? She wanted me to take it off her hands, said she didn't want it. I had two quarters in my pocket but she wanted to give these to me. And I was ready to take them.
And, I know you're dying to know what I wore as we shopped.
And now my son possesses a boat load of beer bottle caps.