Yesterday while the kids were in school we went to an outdoor market while we were out and about running errands.
Gone are the days of looking for leather coats, pretty bags or little trinkets. Instead I wish I could just blend into the rich tapestry of shops squished together, people buzzing around and yummy aromas of all kinds of really great food blending together so I could just observe.
Let's pretend these ladies are running a pet store instead of selling dinner. That is one meal I'll pass on. Instead I'll have another cinnamon pancake.
Seaira and her grandpa. If anyone was counting how many times she said 'Grandpa' yesterday I think they would have lost count around a million.