We were at the farmer's market this morning, the way we usually are on a Saturday morning. It was hay ride and hot chocolate day today. And a perfect day for it too. The sky was blue and the sun shone brightly, but it was cool. The Canada Rare Breeds organization had a trailer there full of heritage breeds of chickens and ducks, and a couple of sheep. The girls went through the trailer ooohing and aaahing over the heritage livestock, petting the sheep and picking up feathers from the grass outside the trailer.
We went on the hayride, and then lined up for the hot chocolate. The girls were sitting in the wagon, sipping on styrofoam cups of cocoa and marshmallows. Leah decided she didn't want her marshmallows, and before I could stop her, was fishing them out with her fingers and popping them into her sister's cup. "Hey!", I said, "Don't use your dirty fingers to put marshmallows in Rachel's hot chocolate. " "Don't worry, " Leah assured me, "I licked them first."
Ummm, yeah. That'll work.
Hey, whatever works.
ReplyDeleteAlso? You're reading Iain Banks? One of my favorites.
haha. I figure if the kids don't mind, and there's not actual grains of dirt, I just let it go. A little dirt won't hurt!
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ReplyDeleteKids defintely do not have our phobias about germs.
And a little dirt never hurt anyone...yet :)
I love kid logic.
ReplyDeleteOh ewww! The things my kids do like that just make me cringe.
ReplyDeleteVery funny. Kids just don't it, which is refreshing. I, however, am so germ-phobic that I probably would have gone weak at the knees and would need to sit down.
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