...that are scattered all over one section of our lawn...
...and someone tiny and adorable I know seems to think they're blueberries, (and she just luuuuuuvs blueberries, so, naturally, she wants to eat 'em)...
So Mama was on a vigilant hand-swatting mission to keep them out of her cute little paws today while we were playing.
When I didn't have much luck with the repeated "no" and yuck" and "icky" I decided on a different tactic, courtesy of our dear TV friend, Sofia The First.
You see, in one episode, a character gets an itchy rash when he picks a fictional flower called Meddlesome Myrtle, so I told Chica the berries were like Meddlesome Myrtle and then said "yuck" and wouldn't you know it--I think it sunk in, hehe.
She went around mumbling "myrtle, myrtle" and diverted to the sticks instead.
I have no doubt she'll return to the berries tomorrow and we'll have to repeat the lesson, but it was kinda cute to find a frame of reference she could actually kinda sorta relate to.
:)
Happy Weekend, peeps!
(I hope your weather is as lovely as ours.)
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