Favorite Pickings

Strawberry picking is by far my favorite thing to do.  Not only is it totally toddler friendly and does not involve thorny bushes, tree climbing or toddler lifting the fields are open so in case a little stinker, or in my case two, decides to run off I can see them for miles.  This weekend we found ourselves a nice strawberry farm and went picking twice.  The first time the kids were too exhausted from the other excitement the farm offered to even think about dragging them to the field.  So I had to come back for strawberries.

We came prepared, bright shoed and bushy tailed, and ohhh so clean

We sat in a tractor trailer and were transported onto the field

We hit the ground picking some of us more diligent then others.

in general I came to a conclusion that if my kids lived on the farm they would be fired.  Unless working on the farm would mean being a product tester.

they would certainly be good at that

this strawberry definitely passed the test you can tell by her closed eyes.  They got two binkies up.  Seriously what is she  thinking?  Is she trying to not get dirty (too late for that), act more lady like or pick her nose  at the same time?

at least she pulled some of her weight around here

Not like her brother that spent most of the day stealing from mommy’s basket

pretending like he is not eating anything or that he picked it himself

in reality he spent the entire afternoon running through the fields

causing trouble with his buddies

what are you laughing at punk?

after a couple of hours on the field my clean babies were clean no more and exhausted

just the way I like them dirty and tired

and with bellies full of berries.  You would think they would have taken a nap.