Every Sunday we grab our canvas bags and go to the farmers market in Campbell for some fruits and veggies. Stone fruits are in season so Shannon and I spend most of the morning snacking on peaches, plutos, and nectarines. The first picture is of Shannon carrying Rhys in Starbucks while I order a tall Salted Carmel Hot Chocolate...yes is as delicious as it sounds and even worse for your arteries.
Rhys is starting to STARE intently at us when we eat. Shan and I went to an organic wrap shop and apparently Roast Beef is looking mighty tasty for the little one. He will literally stick his head in whatever we're trying to eat.
I ordered the corn soup, got a bit on my hand and had the little one hoover it off. Unfortunately he's not a fan of corn so the face that followed this one was a mixture of utter disgust and complete displeasure with me for having such a vile flavor touch his precious tongue. We've got a bit of work to do.
Tomorrow I will post about Rhys pooing so hard that when I was holding him in the living room, a little mustard colored trinket made its way into the kitchen. Thank god we have tile floors.
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