We went berry picking with the McPhersons and came home with several pounds of strawberries.
When we came home, our neighbor gave us several stalks of rhubarb--and so of course we made pie! David and Grace rolled out the crust.
She got a little excited and threw her rolling pin on the ground and it broke. When we expressed concern, she reached over on the stool she was standing, patted D on the back and said,
"It's okay. You a good fixin' guy."
--After putting on her shoes, she said, "uh-oh! It hurting me. I think I growing up."
--She has a list of words that she doesn't like (already!). Soggy is one of them.
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