Sunday.

On Sunday, we made our way to the farmers market. Silas and I stopped by a local pastry shop, that usually has a line out the door, and finally got to taste the croissants that everyone in the city talks about. Silas agreed; they are the best (and he would know, trust me). Now we feel like official Ballardites.
At the farmers market, the kids ate tasty carrots and then made their "yummy carrot" faces.


After the market, Silas and I made our way downtown on the bus for the first time from the new neighborhood. Easy peasy. We found new boots for Silas and then went to a Japanese dollar store. I am slightly obsessed.
On the way home, Silas taught me a Halloween song. Once I learned it, we sang it loud and proud in the back of the bus ALL the way home. One little, two little, three little witches...