Sunday at the Farmers Market

Our little four year old has been saying some cute things lately. I know, re-telling funny bits can get old quickly, so I don't write much. But this was good, so I'll share. The closest Farmers Market to our home is the Sunday morning market in Mililani. It's in the parking lot of the high school, about 25 minutes away. They also have large recycle bins, so I maximize the trip and load up the back of the car with our recyclables (there is only a few areas on Oahu with curbside pickup so our stuff backs up in the garage) and shop for some goodies. Once a month -or less- I make this trek. So today was the day. As we're pulling into the parking lot I announce, "Here we are at the Farmers Market!" Robbie replies, "Are we going to buy sheep, Mommy?" He'd been studying farms at school and that's what he knows about farms.

No, no sheep at the Farmers Market. Just some fruit and veggies. I got there too late for the fresh basil, so no pesto at our house for a while, either. But I did treat Robbie to a cookie. I thought he'd like the M&M-adorned yummy. And I was right! Also a plus was the packaging. I had a hard time cutting it open with our dull kitchen scissors once home, so there's no way there are crumbs in the car. :)

I gave him one wedge of the cookie at a time. When he asked for a second wedge, he asked for the "green and brown" chocolate (M&Ms). I looked at the cookie and sure enough, that was the next section I would break off. What he observes and remembers amazes me. I let him hold the cookie on the way home in the car and he probably didn't take his eyes off it the whole time.