Shoppin' with the Uncle Gary Ebay

Dear Henry, 
Uncle Gary came to make sure Crappaw made it though his hip surgery okay but the wait at the hospital while Crappaw was in recovery was going to be a long one so we went to check out the local flea markets and antique stores.   The first antique store we went to had tons of really cool stuff including an area full of super cool vintage toys.  The colors were saturated and bright and you started heaving your breath in and out of your chest back out past your vocal chords conjuring a loud donkey sound of excitement.  When I let you down...forget about it! It was all ooooh! AAAAHHH!  I've not seen you so excited since your first blueberry muffins.  
The next flea market sucked and as we walked around it I said, "this is just junk, Henry can you say 'junk'?"  And you did... and wouldn't stop.  You were walking around saying, "JUNK, JUNK."  OOops.  A couple of days later you wanted to help Uncle Gary look for CD's to sell on Ebay.  You enjoyed all of the rows and rows, shelves and shelves of cd's and movies at Granny B's.  You tried to systematically pull out all of the DVD's to look at.  We picked out Bee's Life and two Fat Albert cartoons to bring home to watch later and tried to re-shelve the rest as fast as you could pull them down.  It was fun spending time with Uncle Gary...and no, we did not let you take home MC Hammer.
Love, Mommy