Berry Picking

We are now in our third year of getting vegetables and fruit from Great Country Farm during the summer, but this was the first year we made it out to pick strawberries. We had such a great time! And the berries were so unbelievably good. I expect we’ll make it a priority to get back next year.

Matthew grabbed the camera and took our picture.

Lucy is very well-behaved on the farm.

I didn’t get any pictures while we were picking berries. I was much too busy grabbing Every. Single. Strawberry I could find. They were all so ripe and pretty!

After checking out, we tucked the berries in the car and headed to the rest of the farm to play.

That’s his trout fishing license hanging off his pocket. We weren’t going fishing, but he wanted to be prepared.

David wants a tractor for his birthday. Actually, Matthew does, too.

“The girls” relaxed in the shade. It was a hot day.

We had lunch there, played some more, and then we headed home. I spent the next day making jam. It was so delicious we ate the first jar in 3 days. I actually labeled it “The Best Strawberry Jam Ever” on the jars. It was that good.

It might not look that good, but it was delicious.

I would never make it as an actual farmer, but I really enjoy eating something I made from fruit I picked.


June 20, 2012. family. Leave a comment.

Matthew Turns Seven

Seven has some interesting meanings. There are seven notes on the music scale. There are seven fundamental types of catastrophes. There are seven players on a team in ultimate frisbee. The number seven gets a lot of play in the bible, starting with the number of days of creation and ending with the seven Spirits of God in Revelations. And – Matthew would especially love this – there were seven islands in the mythical Atlantis.

But in our house, seven has a different meaning. Seven means Lego toys and chapter books. Cub scouts, spelling homework, Pb&h sandwiches for lunch. It means fighting with your brother one minute, then turning the picnic table into a canoe and paddling down the Amazon with him another. Seven means desperately wanting to be independent enough to take the dog for a walk, then getting bored after 5 minutes and running off to find the Biggest Stick In The World. Seven means having faith that your lemonade stand is the best one ever, and believing that if you make the Leprechaun trap just right, it will catch one of the wily little devils.

Seven is pretty awesome.

June 7, 2012. Matthew, special occasions. 2 comments.

David’s Last Day

David’s last day as a Star Pony was the Friday before Memorial Day. ┬áThe Thursday before that was “certificate day.”

Enjoying a book while the parents gather.

David has really enjoyed being a Star Pony this year. David’s favorite thing was running laps around the playground structure, which the class did every morning to help burn off some energy.

“Hi, Mommy.”

They were an energetic bunch this year.

We love our teachers!

I got to sub twice in David’s class this spring and I was impressed watching him in the classroom. He gets along well with his friends, he listens well at circle time, and he does what he is asked without complaint.

So, he’s pretty much the polar opposite from when he is at home.

I love that kid.

June 1, 2012. David, special occasions. Leave a comment.