Henry did very well this year. He almost picked an entire basket by himself, and he sampled far fewer berries than last year. I only found 3 half-eaten strawberries when I washed them all at home. Or maybe he's just getting better at scarfing down whole berries when we're not looking. His face and pants were awfully stained by the time we left ;-) We joked that they should weigh Henry before and after he picks.
The strawberries were awesome. They were all sweet and perfectly ripe. It was difficult to stop eating them and impossible to keep Henry out of them. He is a fruit monster. He's the weirdest 3-year old I've ever known. Give him a choice between a pile of candy and cookies and a handful of cherry tomatoes (or grapes, or berries, etc.), he'll just about knock you over trying to get at the tomatoes.
After picking berries, we headed to Washington-on-the-Brazos state park for a picnic lunch. We tried for several portraits in the flowers, but Henry wasn't cooperating very well. This is the best we could manage :-)
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