Christmas Craft Market

On the weekend, my sister and I took her little munchkins to the local Christmas craft market.

These are their stories.

in pictorial form.

I do love a nice, nana-baked item.

butter and jellies and jams, oh my!

This one came home with me.

So did this.

aaaaaand this. I love John Steinbeck, and I love East of Eden. My grandpa introduced me to him (figuratively, of course) in my early teens and he's been quite the topic of conversation among the hundreds of letters we wrote to each other over the course of my life. When Veggie Dad and I were married, we named all the tables after great authors of literature, and we named the bridal table after Steinbeck. A little way of having my grandpa with us on that day. I miss him <3

My nephew was such a darling, keeping his little sister amused while mama and I browsed.

When we came home, it was imperative we have a tea party and eat all the goodies we bought.

This little poppet sent my hormones OFF. THE. CHARTS.

So I demanded hugs. lots of hugs.

I love this sweet, generous, thoughtful child as if he were my own.

So, how was your weekend? indulge in any nana-baked treats? get baby hugs? Tell me all about it :)