For the long weekend T and I decided to take H strawberry picking with his Oma. Upon arrival we were told we were a little late for the season, whomp whomp. rather than be too disappointed we decided to try anyway.....H had never been, and we had driven all that way!
H would come to us wanting us to put a few berries in his basket so that he could promptly sit down and eat them! He did also pick some on his own but when the task got to be to daunting he would toddle up to one of us holding out his basket :-)
He loved eating them out of his own basket!
instead of those big huge wooden baskets they normally give you they gave us two of the little plastic pint containers you see in H's hand....it was pitiful, but we were optimistic and picked up another we found discarded on the ground on our way to the strawberry patch.
(No more pictures please mom.......I just want to eat my berries in peace!)