show me the evidence

So my parents have been laughing when talking about our trips berry picking this summer. they usually laugh about how I love berries so much that when we got to the berry farm I thought I had somehow found a magical berry heaven. 

As they tell the story, once I saw the strawberries in the ground, I lost all control and stuffed my face with them nonstop. A berry would go into the bucket, and then I'd pop it in my mouth. Berry in bucket, berry in mouth, berry in bucket, berry in mouth, and so on. Needless to say, Momma's bucket didn't fill up very quickly.

I don't exactly remember things that way. Yes, I do love strawberries, but it's not like I go crazy. I'm not even sure I ate any berries come to think of it. I'd sure love to see some sort of definitive proof...

big shoes

I'm sure there's a "those are pretty big shoes to fill" joke in here somewhere. The truth is, I just like to demonstrate my superior foot-eye coordination by stepping into Daddy's shoes. I think they match my Fox in Sox nicely.

Whatever!

So when it comes to summer, I find I'm having way more fun this year than I did last year. Somehow neither one of my parents understood a single of my important thoughts and reflections last year...and I had some important things to say! I guess that finally submitting and using some sign language has helped. For example, when Momma pulls me away from the fan and tells me "We don't touch the fan Liam," I can look into her eyes with my sweet doe-like expression and sign "more, please." Come to think of it though, she never lets me have more fan. Oh well.

In any case, here's a good example of my attitude this summer. When Daddy and I fall over in my backyard pool and Momma asks what we want to do next, we can both just laugh and say, "whatever" (although technically, I think we're both signing "all done" in this picture).