It was the perfect day for it. Warm, a little humid, and slightly overcast. The kids had a ball. And while Nugget probably ate more berries than she picked, it was quality time spent together, and that's what it's really all about.
It was a blessing that my nieces came along. Without them our basket probably would have looked like this:
But with their help it looked like this:
Alyssa was the best berry picker. And such a helper to me with my own kids. Can't wait til that girl is old enough to babysit!
Lauren picked a good share too.
Who knew strawberries were so messy?
And Cara enjoyed eating the berries more than picking them too.
Nugget contemplated helping.
But ultimately decided it was more fun to run along the beaten paths and pull the wagon.
And me? Well, I did the best I could all while having Brother strapped to my chest in the wrap, keeping tabs on everyone, and trying to take pictures too.
Over the course of an hour we picked only 6 pounds of strawberries. But we really didn't need them for anything specific, it was more about having fun and making sweet memories.