On Sunday morning, we got on the road early. When we got there, we all decided to go to their amazing farmer's market. I packed Alia into the Baby Bjorn and we walked over...and she wouldn't hear of leaving her Santa hat at home. You get the picture...
So into the farmer's market we go, and the more bouncy the ride, the happier Alia got. Her arms flapped, her legs kicked, she smiled from ear to ear and made little shrieks of laughter. She was quite the spectacle...women, children, and even grumpy old men stopped to admire her in all her bouncy cuteness. She was the bell of the ball!
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