Friday, August 7, 2009

Freshly squeezed strawberries

I babysat Everett today.
We went on a 1.5 mile hike to the library and back for storytime. During lunch he thought it was hilarious to grab his strawberries and squeeze the hell outta them. I tried to stop him but the fruity aroma that filled the room was too good to be true. After this picture he then wanted to sing me songs and bang his plate around. Ah, he's got some great jokes.

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