On my way home from work tonight it dawned on m that it's Wednesday - the day of the Gervasi Vineyard Farmer's Market.
See, there's two main markets in the summer, Gervasi on Wednesday evenings and the Canton Farmer's Market downtown on Saturday Mornings. If memory serves, we've only made it downtown once and this might be just our second time at Gervasi this summer.
We looked at local honey, fresh veggies and breads, chocolates and more while strolling through the market.
Judging by the amount of chocolate around your mouth, I'm not sure how much actually got in your mouth. But, you seemed to like the taste.
We settled on a fresh loaf of cinnamon raisin bread from the vendor that offered you the brownie and some red skin potatoes from an Amish farmer.
We can't go to Gervasi without grabbing a sandwich on the Piazza. Mom and I love eating. If we're ever to relocate, it's one of the places I'll miss the most.
We expected a wait - it's nearly impossible to get seated right away here - and we were right. So we headed to the corn hole boards so you could toss a few bags.
A few minutes later and our table was ready.
I think it's your age, but you're no longer content sitting in "Ava's chair" a.k.a the high chair.
You either insist on sitting on my lap when we eat or in your own chair. Often times, even getting you to sit is difficult.
The latter was the case tonight. You made circles around our table as we waited for our food and again as mom and I ate. Your dinner of potato chips from our plates couldn't have been filling ...
Following our dinner we walked around to see the "white ducks" before heading home.
You excitedly ran towards them but we couldn't let you get too close. The daddy swan is highly protective of his chicks and mamma swan.
He kept a close eye on you as you got increasingly closer.
We stopped you at a reasonable distance so you could see them safely.
You waved goodbye and we headed for home.
Some, quicker than others.
You were off to the races, track star.
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