Flea Market Finds!
Spent the morning with my little sweetheart Kieran as we searched the stacks of what-have-yous, do-hickeys, thing-a-kabobs and knick-knacks at Wolf's Flea Market in Rosemont for treasure. Of course we had slightly different ideas of what the term means. I thought of it as a table full of clown figurines (I had to rub my eyes furiously thinking I was seeing what must be a mirage). Kieran took it to mean a half an hour selecting just the right accessories from the dollar jewelry booth.
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