I went Strawberry picking on Friday and it was wonderful. I picked 9 pounds of berries, made freezer jam, and felt like a good little housewife.
When I returned home from the farm, I opened the back door to retrieve Eva and this is what I saw:
My hands were dirty so I set her in her car seat while I cleaned up with a baby wipe. I then got in the car and drove home but never buckled her in. She apparently thought it was the best ride of her life. Good thing it wasn’t very far.
Oops.
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