On my mom's birthday, we thought it would be fun to try strawberry picking with the kids. We may have been one year early . . .
Despite being a bad year for strawberries because of the freeze that happened in April, we got there one of the few days that they were actually letting people pick strawberries.
The strawberries were all tiny, bite sized strawberries.
Reagan was a great strawberry picker and was quite the trooper despite the heat and the bugs. Dylan lost interest pretty quickly, so it was all I could do to keep him from trampling the already delicate plants and eating all the green strawberries. I think ((hope)) next summer he'll be a little more helpful.
Our strawberry haul.
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