So my bargain hunts this summer was pretty good.
I loooove flea markets.
The thrill of maybe finds.
The butterflies in my stomach, the what if’s and all the talking to funny people.

I learend Della to bargain, I whispered in her ear- a better price. (But it made me look as a beggar mum).
I do think it’s a key thing of going to fleas – to bargain.
So she has to learn.
To escape all the nagging of wanting to buy stuff I give her 10-20 kr and then she can but whatever she wants. Lots of small dogs and old lady stuff.

I bought yet another doll stroller- must be nuts.
Don’t tell my husband.