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Tuesday Time to Tackle: Thrifty Easter Basket

Want to help out the Easter bunny this year?  Now's the time to scour the thrift stores for bargain items for the baskets.  (If you don't already have baskets, thrift stores usually have oodles of those, too.)
I was able to fill this basket with thrift store finds for less than $5:

 

The bunny and dress were new.  The books have cute little finger puppets. 



My granddaughter is obviously the recipient of this basket. 

Thanks for thrift stores.


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  1. Very clever and the basket is beautiful!

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  2. That is sweet lucky granddaughter Xoxo Marissa

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  3. The dress is darling!

    You know that I love thrift stores, too. They are great places to shop.

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  4. Love the basket. So cute:) And once again -- lucky in your thrift store finds!

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  5. I saw many bran new or near new Easter dresses for girls at the thrift store and was wishing I had a little girl to by them for! Yes, tons of baskets! Your finds look great!
    Blessings,
    Susie

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  6. That little dress is adorable! I haven't had a chance to dress a little girl in a long time. I haven't even started on basket filling yet. Looks like I'm going to be doing some last minute shopping now that I can't walk for a while.

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