Last night was Last Thursday. A street fair on our neighborhood street that happens on the last Thursday of every month. We haven't gone for years, because I don't do well with crowds. The street fair that used to be on the sidewalks only...has become a raging street party with the street blocked off to traffic. It was sensory overload and I could've done without "underwear guy."
We decided it was a great idea for Rhett to set up in front of a friends house who lives a few houses off Alberta. It was perfect. Just enough foot traffic, friendly neighbors, and one on one guilt to sell the lemonade and bean bags. I mean, who wouldn't want to buy goods from these two sweet boys...
Here is Rhett jugling his bean bags.
This photo was taken after he said, "Wait! Mom I wasn't ready!" then he posed and..."smiled"...ok. I guess he was smiling on the inside.
Here is Rhett's friend making a sale.
Rhett ended up selling all 16 of his bean bags.
When I ask him what he is going to do with all the money he earned he shrugs his shoulders and says, "I'm going to just save it for now."