Little Sweet Tooth {215}

Dear Miss Dinah,

This morning we drove to town because I've been wanting to go to the Farmers' Market for so long. We went to the market and got a bunch of veggies for dinner, some famous Palisade peaches, and some baked goods: bear claws (my daddy's favorite!) monster cookies, and a cherry pie to freeze for later.

 

We got home and you took a long nap. You must have awoke with a sweet tooth. I was working in the kitchen and noticed that you were munching on something. Upon closer investigation I discerned a definite chocolate smell. "What's in your mouth?" I demanded trying to pry it opened. It must have been a monster cookie, but how did you ? . . . the trash can! There was a small piece in the trash can and you found it. Now normally you are good about not touching the trash can, but the cookie must have been too much to resist.

I moved you to the other side of the kitchen to play and "organize" the snack container.

You found all sorts of things like Caramels, skittles . . . so much to look forward to in the future.

 

We cooked up our potatoes, onions, and carrots (look at those carrots!) and some meat. 

Seared and ready for the oven.

You ate early and watched Arial the mermaid sing, sort of. It was actually a video of someone singing the song and holding a puppet, but you were mesmerized. 

A little walk to visit Miss Anita and Miss Laura.

New words:
"Dinah" - Di dah
"Bubbles" - bu bu bu
"Hi"  - hi
"All done" - Ay dun

I love you,

Mamma <3