... oh right, I'm not pregnant anymore! Dang, I loved that excuse!
Newborn brain... can we blame it on that?
Last night, after Clayton told me it was suppose to get down to -2 that night, I ran out and picked a pail of strawberries. This morning when I got up the ground was covered with a blanket of frost.
Yay, so glad I picked those strawberries! I thought to myself. Now I could still enjoy fresh, garden strawberries for a few more days!
Then I went to eat one. As I was looking around for where I put them, I noticed the pail, still sitting out on the front deck, covered in a thin layer of frost!
Nice work, Kimberly!