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I went to the Salvation Army the other day. I am so crazy. I went to the Salvation Army after we left a Chick-fil-A playdate that ended with my two year old lying on the restaurant floor pretending to sleep (with a smile on his face) while customers stared. How do you get a 33 pound two year old to cooperate and bear weight on his own legs while you are holding another child? (This is a real question. I want to know. How do you get them into the car? I don't get it. I think I may take my stroller everywhere from now on because IT HAS A SEAT BELT that HE MUST OBEY.)


I left the spectacularly failed playdate and suddenly thought that moment would be a brilliant time to check the Salvation Army for a copy of Dr. Seuss's ABC. Clark is obsessed with this page...

(This should be a photo of the page. Google image search is failing me, and our copy of the book is in Clark's room where he is sleeping, so I'll just go ahead and tell you-- it's the "B" page. You know, the"What begins with B? Barber Baby Bubbles and a Bumblebee" page. I might replace these goofy over-explainy sentences with a real picture tomorrow.)

...and I wanted to find an extra copy (to remove the "B" page and hang it at his eye level in his room) like, right that second. I'm impulsive sometimes. Impulsive and... brave.

I don't know if it's like this everywhere, but our Salvation Army is an absolute hoot. It's like a normal thrift store's weird grandfather.

First of all, it's HUGE. The building used to be an Office Max, if that gives you an idea. The clothes and goods are not really organized so much as they are in heaps. Going through them felt a little like sorting through someone else's pack-rat of a grandmother's garage. When I was back in the far corner looking at an old babydoll pram (that I did not end up buying mostly because I couldn't figure out how to get it up to the counter) I was suddenly surrounded out of nowhere by a throng of people and for a fleeting moment was slightly concerned about the possibility of being mugged. (This was a silly thing to fear, as it turned out, everyone was quite kind and chatty.)

The rows were too narrow. Sometimes the merchandise fell on me. Almost everything was under a dollar. It was fantastic.

Oh, and Clark was good. I came away with a huge trash bag (yes, trash bag) full of marvelous stuff (the two photos below are just a sample) and spent under $15.


The childrens books were scarce. I found only a few, total, in the whole huge overloaded facility. And guess what? One of them was a coverless Dr. Seuss's ABC. I can't wait to go back.


  1. I wish I had more patience with thrift stores. I know I will find treasures, but I can't handle the quirkiness of it all, especially with children in tow. So glad you found what you were looking for in addition to a lot of extras.

  2. Lol I agree with the previous commenter. I am not very patient in that kind of shop either! I have a couple of friends who can go there and come out with AMAZING clothes, but all I can ever see to find is crap! :(

  3. I love The Salvation Army. I think they are a great old organization doing the best they can. In the town I grew up in the SA had a church too and the pastor was called a brigadier. Isn't that cool? I don't know, maybe all SAs have churches. Anyway, the 2 finds you photographed are really cute!

  4. Jessi,
    I actually love the Salvation Army too. After I typed this all out I hesitated a bit before publishing it, because I didn't want it to seem like I was making fun of them. But then I decided that this particular store, this Superstore that used to be in an Office Max, is particularly above-and-beyond funny and that it was okay to say so. I hope I didn't sound rude. They ARE a great organization (I actually drove out of my way to go because I wanted to patronize the store) and I have been to other stores that are not like this one. This one is hilarious. But I still loved it. I maybe even loved it more for being so funny. I hope that came across in what I wrote. Maybe I should edit it.


  5. OK, we already talked about this in email, but publicly :
    I in no way thought that Erin was slamming The SA. :) Looking back at my comment I see that it totally looks like I did, but actually I was inspired by her obvious love of the place to share my own love. I meant to be agreeing with her but it totally came across wrong :)

  6. How DARLING- that sweater. I think I should come visit you and we should go there!


  7. I just want to say that my dad read me Dr. Seuss's ABC book every day when I was a baby/toddler. Guess what the first book Coral had read to her was? Dr. Seuss's ABC book, by my dad. What a great moment.

    That was pretty unrelated to the actual point of your post, but I had to tell you.

    Just so I have something that actually has to do with this post: I love the SA. I used to buy all sorts of great vintage shirts there. You know, before people started giving all of that stuff to vintage stores and charging an arm and a leg for it. It's amazing.

  8. Oh yeah - I love the ABC book. I read it to my youngest brother every day and then started reading it to Ian at 3 months. I have every letter memorized. Love it. :)

  9. You scored some fabulousness! I love the little orange sweater and can't believe that you actually found what you went in for. Lucky duck!
    And Levi loves that book too. He's particularly fond of the Zizzer Zazzer Zuzz--not sure if I spelled that right. I don't want to wake him up to check.
    Oh, yeah. And, Salvation Army is one of my faves!!

  10. Now I SO want to visit that store! A Salvation Army store the size of an Office Max! I'm almost speechless. I love your description of it. And I'm so amazed that Clark did so well in there. I love thrift stores, but going with my kids gives me a headache. You are very brave, and apparently bravery gets rewarded.

  11. I love how you have playdates at Chickfila because so do we. In fact, this Friday I will be going there for one. Too funny.
    And I think there should be playdates at thrift stores. Can we plan one?
    (How's that for a first comment?:))

  12. love thrift stores and love finding exactly what I wanted. It's like magic. Good scores! I don't like taking kids because I can't look and watch them at the same time.

  13. Why is it that little kids will just lie on the floor in public? Our 2-year-old does the same thing. Especially when we go on walks around our neighborhood. All of a sudden, she'll just lay down in the middle of the sidewalk and say she's "resting." I guess she knows when she's tired...