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15% OFF
TAX DAY SALE !!!!!!
Dear Fellow Sandplayers,
To soften the blow of all those tax forms, Sandplay Toys is
having a sale. April 14th through April 20th save
15% off everything you desire !
Have Fun,
Lisa
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Dear Fellow Sandplayers,
It's finally the beginning of Spring! In the spirit of new beginnings,
Sandplay Toys is continuing to evolve. In the next few months, I plan to
double the number of items I now offer on the website! The wonderful
things I bought at the New York Toy Fair are arriving. I hope you and
your clients find them useful. Each item link below will take you to the
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Tall Red Head
Girl with
Eggs
Boy Fishing
Bantam Hen on
Nest
Chinese
Dragon
Pegasus
Pirate
Treasure Coins
Smilodon
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Pirate
Skeleton
Crocodile
Pig Family
Gangster Boss
Gangster
Female
Day Dreaming
Woman
Hippy Chick |
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*Please note* I'm having the fulfillment house hold
orders until all the items are back in stock. I expect this to happy by
the end of the coming week, April 4th. I am doing this to allow you to
order the items you wish now without having to order twice and
pay double shipping for things which are out of stock now but will be
back in stock really soon. Hope this makes sense. In any case, orders
should all be shipping in a week or less.

Thanks
to you all for your patience in the transition to the fulfillment house.
There have been a few glitches but every week things go more smoothly.
Having them ship packages gives me more time to find great items for
you!
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Sandplay Toys will be at the
Sandplay Therapists of America Conference May 18 – 21, 2008 in Savannah.
Click here,
http://www.sandplay.org/training_conferences.htm,
for further information. I hope to see many of you there!
Have a delightful Spring!
Lisa Sondin
Sandplay Toys
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Spring is pussy willows
And yellow crocus pushing through
The melting snow.
Spring is cats prowling
And the green of new grass
And mud on your shoes
And warm rain.
Spring is worms in the damp earth
And growing things.
Spring is the hidden winter world
Waking once again.
From "Summer Is..." by Charlotte Zolotow |