Quad was a lot of fun and profitable. It's funny how quickly the money goes as soon as I get it. We ended up selling 2-3 more items than last year. More expensive ones and both Raven and I are already talking about what we need to make for next year. Most of it involves black, black and more black. Still the stock leftover from this year is more from last year and that means as long as we have that we'll have a good basis for next year. Plus once again looking at things items sold that we were not expecting to. Such as children's cloaks or blanket cloaks. Still it was cute when on Sunday a woman came in and said she need to buy presents for her grandchildren and so got them cloaks. Hehehe.
Camping was pretty good this year. Bear, Smiles and KK (I am going to start calling Raven's daughter this) had a lot more freedom this year in when and where they could go. The Bear was allowed to go places as long as he told an adult where he was going. Not that he always did that and I did have to give him the speech about "Do you go with someone without telling Mommy or Daddy first?" His response was well he just went with the person who KK and her brother went with. Sigh! Even though it was KK's Uncle I still wanted to know about it. That was the problem he didn't seem to want to understand. Even though KK and her brother knew this person doesn't mean he should have went with them. Still it was nice to see everyone looking out for all the kids.
This was the largest Quad War and I was told by an Autocrat that there were 75 kids there. No wonder I saw so many babies. Eyes did have fun but I think she got sick because she has been a pooping machine ever since she got home. I am really glad I weaned her but with this sickness I keep thinking I should be passing on my immunization goodies but you know what this would happen sooner or later so I my as well tough it out. She's happy and smiling and generally getting into mischief so I think she's fine otherwise :)
Oh and just because I love the phrase "my own personal time zone" I will leave you with a silly poem...
Walking down the street
I see the clock strike the hour.
What was the time again?
Where am I to go and when?
I drive in my car
behind two others who will not let me pass.
I bite my steering wheel in frustration
only to get to my destination - two hours late!
Angry, I suddenly realize that no matter what
my friends understand me!
Because I live in my own personal time zone
and can laugh!
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