This weekend was the first time we got to take Hadley to the Boise farmer's market (technically called the Capital City Public Market, though I've never heard anyone call it that.) I've wanted nothing more than to start a tradition of taking our child to this market regularly. Even though the vendors are the same every year (though they did just double the size of it, adding another street of vendors) it is always exciting. It signifies the start of summer and I love seeing the fresh cut flowers and smelling the kettle corn. The only downside is that they stopped allowing dogs a couple of years ago. We used to LOVE seeing all the different breeds and the dogs were always on leashes with responsible owners (Boise is a very dog-friendly city). One of my favorite dog interactions at the market involved a happy Bernese Mountain dog taking Wilson's cookie right out of his hand when Wilson was about three years old. Wilson was trying to be brave and not cry, but eventually melted into a puddle of tears. At least the dog had a good time!
Hadley was a sweetheart in her jogger and didn't mind the crowd. It was so packed, you couldn't stop moving for more than a second for fear of being pushed and/or trampled. Grandma Katie came with us and we met up with Abuela Maria, Aunt Avery and Uncle Pat. The weather was
just warm enough for us to actually enjoy being outside for more than a few minutes. I can't wait to go again when Aunt Bonnie and Uncle Curt come up in a couple of weeks.
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