Strawberry Picking

I invoked the spirit of Laura Ingalls Wilder when we went berry picking.


Here Daddy and I are working hard.


Or was it "hardly working"?

The fruits of my labor were delicious.



I really liked sitting in the wagon eating berries, too.


They caught me slacking and made me push this heavy wagon full of berries. Ah the life of a prairie girl!


OK, so Daddy helped a little.