While we were waiting for our baby to arrive last week I thought it would be a good idea to go strawberry picking 40 weeks pregnant. When I asked my mom if she wanted to come she said it might be muddy after all the rain. I told her I didn't think so since it was sunny the day before and didn't rain. Oh boy was I wrong. We literally had to go through mud puddles to get to the end of our row of strawberries, but it was well worth it in the end.
My neat child helping Gran, he decided after the first few picks and dirt and bugs that he would just hold the basket and let Gran pick.
Holt held the box the entire time even when it was full to the brim and weighed a ton. He also 'helped me' pick the strawberries.
We thought we should taste them after all our hard work.
Our annual tradition..the best stawberry icecream after we finish.
Holt held the box the entire time even when it was full to the brim and weighed a ton. He also 'helped me' pick the strawberries.
1 comment:
tee hee.... You look like you're about to birth that baby in the strawberry field :) What a great mom you are.
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