Fall markets, festivals, and farms are so much fun and as it turns out, they’re even more fun with your child(ren – we only have one but I assume it continues to be fun in the plural). We actually went to this market on a Saturday first and discovered that an completely packed, wait-in-line-for-45-minutes-to-do-anything market is actually not fun, especially not with a restless child who has *absolutely no interest* in being held. Luckily Chris and I both have flexible schedules and were able to take Eliza back on a weekday. There were no lines and it was nearly empty – so it was perfect.
I think we all liked the goats best. It was the first time Eliza saw an animal up close (other than our dog and cats). She was entranced and full of wonder. Watching her experience certain things for the first time brings me a lot of joy – something I’m sure other parents understand. We gave her some goat food and she did not get the concept of feeding. At home our dog has to be locked away during meals to prevent Eliza from giving *all* her food to her, but hand Eliza some goat kibble and suddenly she’s determined to keep it. Despite how some pictures may appear, she kept a firm grip on each piece of kibble we gave her and never once allowed the begging goats to have it. Poor goats. The pieces instead ended up in Eliza’s mouth, of course. (We fished them out, but it was not easy. No photos of this, sorry world).
I laughed the whole way down because that’s how I dealt with my terror.
Some video I took:
And some phone pictures: