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May 28, 2007

Don't Rush a Kid

We had our yard sale on Saturday. Our nephew, Bryce, spent the night Friday night and helped to price items -- including some of his own that he brought to sell.

As was expected, people started showing up roughly an hour before our advertised start time of 8 a.m. We ended at 4 p.m., but didn't have a single shopper after 1:30. Perhaps it was the abysmally hot weather, or the fact that it was a holiday weekend.

We sold a modest amount, certainly enough to have made the endeavour worthwhile. Bryce sold about half of his items, too, stating when it was over that he thought "we did pretty good."

The only mildy frustrating point of the day happened when the only child who stepped foot on our lawn the whole day was rushed by his parents. The boy was very young -- so young that I'm not sure he's really gotten the grasp of how money works yet, and was trying to figure out whether he had enough money to buy a couple of toys from