It goes like this:
Me…Chance don’t eat the blackberries they are not ripe yet
Chance (9 year old son) …ok (disappears outside)
** 10 minutes later I walk out **
Me…Chance what are you doing?
Chance…just checking to see if any are ripe
And I wonder why I never have enough berries to make anything with!!!
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Thanks for the chuckle. I feel like Chance. I eat all the raspberries, and half of the asparagus spears, before I can get them into the house.