This weekend we went for our annual strawberry picking at our Community Supported Agriculture farm we get vegetables (and fruit) from in the summer. This is our third year picking strawberries and is becoming a great family tradition. It was Jude's first year (he was pretty small last year). He delighted in mashing the picked berries with his hands and then attempting to shove them in his mouth. He did an amazing job of also shoving in handfuls of dirt...it's a good thing it's organic! He was following in a strong tradition. Below is Callum on the first year we went.
And, on the second year.
Of course, he is much more mature about it these days! Actually he was really into helping out this year...carrying quart boxes and picking strawberries (with lots of coaching about not picking white ones, a rule that he repeated to mama and papa endlessly once he learned of it.). He talked on and on the whole time about every little thing that he saw and especially enjoyed tattling about how messy Jude was getting. Of course, we did bring home a lot of berries but BOTH of the boys ate them at an amazing pace before we could get out of the fields. There is no fear of scurvy in this household.
Monday, May 24, 2010
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3 comments:
That looks like amazing fun! You have two lovely little boys.
I adore that first pic of Jude. This strawberry drooling is some serious business. love it.
How fun! We hope to head to the fields this week too - if it ever stops raining here...
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