This morning Brodie, Margot, and I visited Reading Terminal Market in downtown Philly, which, I must admit, put Eastern Market to shame.
In addition to her love of endless verses of Old MacDonald, Margot also has a grand 'ol time playing with her Little People farm. (I wish this blog had an audio component, her version of "ba-aa-aa-aa" for a sheep is really funny.)
The Amish set up a petting zoo in front of the market this morning, and we brought Margot down so she could see the sheep and horses up close and personal.
She started out cautious:
Which quickly escalated to fearful:
And concluded with sheer terror:
She felt less threatened by the quilts and homemade preserves inside the market, I assure you.
Saturday, August 12, 2006
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