Mateo loooooved having his grandparents here. So much in fact, that he didn't want to take any long naps for fear of missing something. He has so much energy. And when I say he's into everything, I mean he is into Every. Thing!! We left one kitchen cabinet unlocked for him and he loves to unload all the tupperware.
Im telling you, if you live in Atlanta you must make a trek out to this store [in Stone Mountain].
But a word of warning, if you don't like searching, you may not last long in here. This time they had velvets in beautiful colors.
My bag, this time, was rather bland. White, white and more white. The exceptions, a gray flannel remnant for a crib sheet, and this beautiful mint green velvet. (Not sure what for...maybe my cane back chairs?)
The last couple times we went walking in our neighborhood, we got lucky with some curbside finds. One man's trash is another man's treasure. Yes. Yes it is. Last week I came across this very sturdy, well-made wicker love seat. Nothing is wrong with it [minus the missing cushion]. Love it!
The Grant Park farmers market is definitely one of my favorite things about our neighborhood.
I look forward to it every Sunday. We walk over, Ernesto gets his doughnut and I usually have a scone with coffee. King of Pops is sometimes eaten as well, that is Mateo's favorite part.