|Pre-Farmer's Market table set up in the living room.|
Saturday morning, my three sweet children awoke early and helped me set up a booth at the Otsego Farmer's Market. I made chocolate-covered pretzels and watermelon-shaped Rice Krispies treats for them to sell, along with a few dozen eggs from our backyard chickens. Since they only played video games the night before while I prepared these treats and they got to keep all of the profits, I'd say this was a good deal for them! Armed with My Little Ponies, baby dolls, books, crayons, and snacks, I envisioned my smiling boys selling treats, my daughter playing quietly nearby, and people buying up all of the items from my Etsy shop before lunchtime.
Instead, I sold just a few items from my shop and my boys sold all of their treats and brown eggs. I did meet a lot of people who loved my work and want to place special orders for things that I was selling in different sizes. I learned that people don't bring lots of cash to farmer's markets, so purchasing sweaters and hats is difficult. Thankfully, many people took business cards and seemed truly interested in making a purchase.
My boys were fascinated by the older man next to us, though I only found this out later in the evening when they were sharing the details of their day with my husband. His name was Mel and he was a watermelon expert. He was a character of a man who gets his watermelon seeds from Arkansas. He gifted us with a watermelon because "those kids are so nice." As we were packing up, a couple of other extremely generous vendors shared cucumbers and sweet corn with us as well.
I decided to wrap things up a bit early when I noticed my daughter playing in the back of our vehicle...without her clothes on. Naked toddlers and farmer's markets aren't a good match.