Our youngest grandson, Jackson, is something of an old soul. He's much more interested in shopping at vintage and antique stores than in shops selling toys. When he and his sister visited last summer Jackson found a knife for his collection at Planters Exchange in Havana, Florida. So yesterday morning he asked if we could check out their merchandise.
Dominique has almost no interest in shopping for vintage items, so she wandered and grumbled.
Although, at another shop she was tickled to find a wax apple with a bite mark on it.
And she wanted a picture of a funky door at Planters Exchange, but only if I'd pose with it.
Jackson came home with a new knife for his collection, so our trip was a success.
I'm exhausted, but at least everyone is happy.