American Bazaar Haul

American Bazaar is one of my favorite shops. They sell a wide range of products. Not all products are great but after so many hauls, I’ve learned which products will work and which won’t. Here are some of my finds.

I have several of these zip lock bags on steroids. They are very useful when organizing my son’s toys, old clothes, etc.

My son loves crayons – to use for coloring and for hiding. He keeps them buried in different places. For those instances, I give him these cheap crayons. For coloring, Crayola is still my brand of choice.

My son loves to eat a variety of foods with every meal so this plate is great. Aside from that, it has 2 of his favorite characters on.

My son loves the Minions and this shampoo and conditioner smells great. We bring this when we travel.

My son loves Hot Wheels and Matchbox. American Bazaar sells old versions of Hot Wheels from time to time.

This set is not so great but at only 66 pesos, I’m not complaining. It’s great for clumsy hands.

This hand wash is one of my favorite scents. It’s coconut and lime. I hoard these Palmolive dish washing liquids.

Finally, gloves for mom.

These biscuits are not from AB but I’d like to share them with you. I got them at Rustan’s Supermarket. I’ve also seen them at SM.

I got them at BOGO. My son is crazy about pirates. The biscuits are individually wrapped. They have a chocolate center.

They also come with free tattoos. One biscuit is pretty big and filling. Be sure to refrigerate them though as the chocolate melts pretty bad.

Hope you enjoyed this haul!

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