I was putting the dishes from Thanksgiving (yes, I'm a slacker) back into my cedar chest, and decided to rearrange things as long as I was in there. Well.....stuff wouldn't fit, so I had to rearrange. I lifted up a pile of papers--notes from middle school and such--and lo and behold, there's the Baby-sitters Club Postcard Book staring up at me! Complete with my name and my fifth grade English teacher's name on the inside cover.
I remembered having this from when I was young, but I assumed it went the same way as the regular books I'd collected: straight to the thrift store.
I'm so happy it didn't.
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Awesome! I had been looking for a copy for you since my Goodwill used to have a few.
It's like finding money in your pocket!
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