Fast-forward to this Wednesday when we were walking around the local farmers’ market back in San Francisco. SFDad noticed that the local kettle corn vendor had a stall, and he also noticed that there was a relatively long line (which is typically a good sign). Based on our weekend experience, SFDad decided that we had to take the plunge and try some of the local wares.
The verdict is that the kettle corn was not as fantastic as the stuff we had at the grandparents’ place, but it was still quite good. And the bag was also very, very big.
Speaking of “big”…after the market visit, we trundled off to the playground. SFBaby went up to play with another little boy, and the boy’s mom asked how old she was. When I gave her age (19½ months), the mom said that she had thought that SFBaby was about three years old. Oh, my!