Today I took Sam to Cherry Grove Farm.
I forgot the sunscreen.
So I kept him covered.
All of the pollen and dust bothered his allergies.
I verbally pointed out all of the different vegetables to Sam even though I was surrounded by people who were wondering why I was talking to someone who couldn't talk back.
At one point I looked down and he had a sharp pair of clippers in his hand. Seriously--I don't know how he got them.
Very bad mom.
I got peas to turn into baby food.
They were organic.
Very good mom.
(For those of you who are curious, Sam is still on strike. This kid is tough. He's got standards.)