Back in March I posted thirty things on my thirtieth birthday. Well, one of those things was, I was dreaming of Summer and going to the Farmer's Market. Those days have arrived, and today was a good one. The weather was nice. The kids were well behaved, sweet and APPRECIATIVE.
Amazing, when the five year old says, "thanks for bringing us to the market Mom".
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Love this one! |
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An absolute favorite, chubby cheeks and pouty lips. |
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There they are again, I wan to eat those cheeks! |
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Purple and yellow, my favorite color combination right now. |
Carting three young children around is not always a graceful endeavor. Many times, I ask myself why I bother. You know those days, where everyone whines, and nothing, or any amount of anything is good enough. This morning I balked. I thought, do I really want to do this. My expectations were low. I thought if I come away with blackberries and wildflowers I am OK.
I know there is a moral and/or message I am trying to convey, but right now it isn't transmitting to word. Oh well, it was a really good day. Tomorrow, I think we might just stay close to home. I don't want to push my luck.
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