Mud Pies

A little tropical depression that later turned into Hurricane Kyle kept us inside most of the weekend. The rain came down in buckets and the wind was worse than that actual hurricane that blew through the area a few weeks ago. I'm convinced the term "cooped up" was coined by somebody with a toddler in the house. As soon as we had a momentary break in the weather we were all racing outside - mud boots on - to play in the puddles. Sunday we went berry bogging at the Westmoreland Berry Farm . I was amazed by how gentle Sawyer was picking the ripe raspberries, although he wasn't much into eating them. Add 'Seeded Berries' to the list of things this picky toddler refuses to eat.