While I was kickin’ it at the beach collecting seaweed, things were busy growing around here.

Yesterday, the four-year-old and I picked the remains of the carrot harvest.  I will be planting more soon, but it seemed time to yank those puppies from the container.  We got a few good ones:

I asked the four-year-old to hold them while I took a photo.  He responded with, “No.  They’re dirty.”  Oy.

But I did get him to hold them by the stems.

He’s been doing this thing lately with photos where he puts on the goofiest, squintiest smile you’ve ever seen.  It’s like he’s Renee Zellweger or something.  I told him to smile like he was laughing, and then he opened his mouth wide.  I asked him why he was opening his mouth.  ”Because, it’s like I’m laughing, HAAAA!  HAAA!”  and he let out this crazy fake belly laugh.  I gave up.

We shall eat the carrots tomorrow.

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