Local Farmers' Market
This evening, since it was cool but still very light outside, Avery and Merz and I headed over to Market Night because Merz wanted to see what fresh fruit they had.
First, we decided to grab a bite to eat at Rubio's, where Avery fed herself her favorite food of the month, rice. She missed more than she made it into her mouth, but really, how else will she learn? Besides, someone else has to sweep it up at Rubio's.
After dinner we headed back over to the street where they hold Market Night and watched the ponies for a while. Avery desperately wanted to ride one, but she is just still too young. She wouldn't hold on well enough for me not to have a heart attack.
Afterward, we walked up the block again to see the clown, which Avery ended up being TERRIFIED of, so we didn't stay long. After all, clowns ARE terrifying. I don't blame her for crying. The funniest part was once we were 1/2 a block away, she started to look back and say "Bye clown," like she was sad that she hadn't given poor old "Lollipop" a chance.
First, we decided to grab a bite to eat at Rubio's, where Avery fed herself her favorite food of the month, rice. She missed more than she made it into her mouth, but really, how else will she learn? Besides, someone else has to sweep it up at Rubio's.
After dinner we headed back over to the street where they hold Market Night and watched the ponies for a while. Avery desperately wanted to ride one, but she is just still too young. She wouldn't hold on well enough for me not to have a heart attack.
Afterward, we walked up the block again to see the clown, which Avery ended up being TERRIFIED of, so we didn't stay long. After all, clowns ARE terrifying. I don't blame her for crying. The funniest part was once we were 1/2 a block away, she started to look back and say "Bye clown," like she was sad that she hadn't given poor old "Lollipop" a chance.
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