About five minutes after they arrived, I received a call from Steve saying, "We need bigger buckets!" This was surprising to me as we have had so little rain.
While on the phone I could hear the pride and joy in his voice as he shared, "Well, she's an interesting picker...she puts one berry in her bucket and then the next three go in her mouth."
I figured they'd be gone for a couple of hours or at least until they had buckets brimming, however, I received another call about 15 minutes later...this time the call came from Natalie herself.
"Maaahmmm, there are forns," she sniffled.
Needless to say, the thorn in her finger cut their berry-picking trip short. She LOVES venturing into the woods with her Dad -- whether fishing or hunting for mushrooms, but when she hurts, she just wants her Mama. And, I'm glad.
|So bright...gotta wear shades|
|Greater St. Louis Ghostbusters...I had no idea|
|An awesome rendition of downtown Webster created by Webster Groves Art & Air|
|The End...or so to speak.|