Strawberry Thief

The next morning, July 2nd, Grandma was making a Strawberry Rhubarb pie. When she went out to pick the strawberries, she mentioned to me that there wasn't hardly any berries in the patch. Later that evening when we were eating the pie out on the patio, we confronted Grandpa about eating strawberries out of the patch. He told us that he hadn't been eating any berries. About that time we noticed that Clarissa had disappeared from the picnic table. We turned our attention to the backyard only to realize that there was Clarissa bending over in the strawberry patch eating all the little red berries. The culprit had been found and the mystery solved. Good thing, Grandpa was off the hook! I guess it was a lot easier to forgive a little blonde 2 year old with blue eyes than her grandpa.=) Thanks Grandma, for the pies and the extra strawberries!