More peas, please

Last summer I planted a few pea shoots in a flower garden. I offered the pods to Emma and it quickly became the place she'd check first in our backyard. Standing at the edge of the flower bed she would point with her chubby one year old hand and say, "ma, ma" (more, more). I'd check for new pods, sometimes showing her the peas inside, sometimes letting her gnaw on the whole pod.

This past fall we had raised garden beds built on the south side of our yard and we are in full garden mode this spring. I started peas very early and the pods are just starting to appear. Emma stands below the trellis of peas and asks us to pick her a pod. Today, Matthew propped her up on the ledge of the garden bed and it took all the self-control a two year old might possibly possess to keep her from picking the smallest pea pods.