On Saturday we went with our friend Nancy to the farmer's market. It is really really hot here and even though we got there when it opened at 8am. Chance didn't want to walk very long and since we are leaving town on Wednesday and can't buy a bunch of things anyway Chance and I got a Popsicle and waited while Nancy shopped.
Chance is turning into just a little boy (not that he hasn't always been), he has started those little boy things that you just don't experience the same way with a little girl. Like asking me to read him a book that he calls "Mister Snotty Pants." The title is actually Mister Clumsy but he thinks it's hilarious to say it's Mister Snotty Pants. The days are full of race cars and sword fights and as he gets older toddler sized fart and poop jokes. I don't know if I'm ready for the little boy sense of humor that is quickly creeping up on me.
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