Little footsteps in the garden

Caleb was MIA the other day. I was inside for a few minutes and when I went back outside Caleb was nowhere to be found. And then I saw a little flash of blue inside the garden area. Somehow Caleb found his way into (opened up the white fence) the garden and was as busy as ever. Picking up rocks and sticks. Plucking some fresh strawberries, and just doing what he does best. Digging in the dirt and touching everything in his path.
So now I'll have to watch a little more closely so our raspberries don't meet their fate in the little but not always so gentle hands of a toddler boy named Caleb.