So not in the traditional sense but I did something very country these past two weekends that make me realize how far I’ve come from the Bloor downtown living of Toronto. Last weekend we went apple picking which was great for Finn, not so great for pushing Wren in a stroller but she was a trooper and enjoyed her pumpkin tart so all was good. This weekend Troy and I decided it was time to bite the bullet, and move into the local milk racket. We live on the same street as the local Feed Mill (and yes we are in town) which sells Sheldon Creek milk and all kinds of dairy items. We started with milk which got cool points from me right off the bat due to the glass milk jug. You need to pay a deposit for it, but it all will even out assuming you keep buying from them… which we definitely will.

You have to shake it up really well as the cream settles to the top but it was awesome and I dunno, it made me feel good to support local especially when it is so close. Plus it’s better for the environment to avoid  a zillion milk cartons and bags a year which let’s face it, kids love their milk. Plus I was pleasantly surprised by their website which is really cute and drove home the faces that make this product. Next time we’ll try the chocolate milk as the young whipper snapper working the store said it tastes like pudding – hello, yes please! Oh and maybe it isn’t just the milk but the fact I called a 16 yr old a whipper snapper that tells me I have gone country but I digress. Now I just need the cowboy boots to match…