I could not get him to look at me...the sun was pretty bright.
Elijah was a pro. I thought he would just pick everything, but I told him we were looking for the big, red ones. He would walk down the row and say, "look Mama, a big red one!"
We had a great time. I only pulled about 3 out of his bucket that weren't any good and its just because they were way too ripe/rotten.
Once again, bright sunlight and Beau-the-squinter's child do not make a good picture! Ha!
We will definitely have to go back! It was only $1.50 a pound! Can't beat that! Elijah was incredibly protective over his berries. When I took the bucket from him to inspect it he had a small tantrum. I threatened to throw them all away and he calmed down. I gave the bucket back, we took them to the lady to have them weighed, when she took his bucket he looked at me, I warned him and he just stood there saying (very quietly) "I want my strawberries" over and over. He was portraying extreme self control. I was very impressed. He had to hold onto the sack for the rest of the shopping and all the way home. Then he had to eat some for lunch. He's so funny.