With this trip to the strawberry fields, it become clear to me that I need to start dating any "Strawberry picking" posts. Unless I turn half of my garden into a strawberry field, this will be an activity we will be doing every year. The four of us had a blast this year.
I had one child who thought it was hilarious that he found a strawberry that looked like a "patootie."
Another who ventured off into the fields by himself, completely filling his own basket for the first time.
And a third who would not stop eating strawberries.
Really, he did not stop.
Rory's red stained face and shirt made everyone laugh as we walked to get strawberry ice cream and visit the rest of the farm. Looking back at these pictures, I can see why.