Farmers Market and our Friend's 40th

I made kale egg cups for breakfast.

Hey, we're actually home on a weekend. I had a wedding shoot on Saturday. We couldn't leave town this time.

Meanwhile Meadow watched Jenny Lewis videos.

She requested eggs without kale.

This'll do.

I had made chocolate chip cookies stuffed with Oreos on Friday. Brooke requested this. She only requests sweets once a year. So, I had to oblige.

These were a Pinterest fail, but still tasted good. Although a bit sweet.

Then we biked the new portion of the 26th Avenue Greenway to the farmers market.

Looking good. Only one more year until it's complete.

We happened to arrive with the rest of the bikers.

We let Meadow pick whatever she wanted. She chose purple cauliflower, lettuce and butternut squash.

Every time we go here there is this older Hmong woman selling toys. Meadow stops to look at them every time. This time we let her pick out a toy, she chose a mermaid. She couldn't stop looking at it and ran into a pole.

It was comical and sad at the same time.

And then it was time to go back home for a while.

Back at home we shredded cabbage for sauerkraut.

We bummed around for awhile until we met up with Shannyn and Brent (and their friends) at Betty Danger's for her birthday. She let us know she wasn't bringing her kids and we could if we wanted to.
We decided to try to find a sitter for Meadow. When that fell through she came anyway. I figured someone else would bring their kids.

Turns out we were the only ones with a kid. Ah well.

The women got to ride the ferris wheel.

Hey guys.

I've already rode it for hours (see the Street View shot at the link above).

I think we'll bring Brooke's parents here next time they're in town. We'll just have to find a sitter.

Meadow loved this place.

Supposedly the owner, who also owns Donnie Dirk's and Psycho Suzi's, hates kids. She shows that in an ode manner.

It was a perfect evening for being outside.

Happy Birthday, Shannyn! Hope you didn't mind Meadow crashing the party too much.

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