do you remember your mom scrubbing the produce clean after you got home from the grocery store? i sure do. man, if we ate an apple before it was washed, forget it. mom made it seem as though a call to the cdc was inevitable. those pesky pesticides.
what a fresh experience to wash vegetables with the dirt still on them.
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we finally made it to our farmer's market.
it was so much fun, and like always, women swooned over little ollie. not only this, but a couple of toddlers came over and wanted to play and hug him! oliver loves studying older boys, so he was happy as a clam. slightly confused, but happy. {sidenote. one little boy's parents informed me that he was going to play with oliver. strange! shouldn't that have been a question?}
i had been craving that milk i told you about when we went to winfield farms. mmm. i might have to get a glass right now...
okay, back on track. i picked up milk, produce, a chicken and some beef.
you know, you just feel like the air is better over that section of the earth.
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| ok. the mall was right there, people. what else was i supposed to do? also, strollers are handy! i would've had a baby long ago if i had known about this. |
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