We arrived at our last Farmer’s Market just as the sun was going down. But we had a goal and could not be deterred.
In fact, when Miss Chompy first got out of the car she took a whiff–
and a big, long sniff, and said,
“I can SMELL them!!
We need to go get Waffles...now!“
Okey-dokey Miss Chompy. Anything you say.
Ahhh…such wisdom from the mouth of babes.