After years of meaning to get out and try it, I finally managed to take the boys strawberry picking today, just before the season ended.
The morning could not have been nicer. Warm but breezy, perfect for picking.
Ethan was our master picker. He got right to work and gathered the majority of berries and would have stayed longer if I let him.
In the meantime, I tried to juggle my camera and Adam and Drew.
Adam did really well. He didn't fuss at all. Mostly he just stood still and ate berries.
Poor Drew was the one somehow baffled by the whole thing. "But, how do I pick them?"
"Just grab one and PULL IT OFF!"
"But HOW?" Moan, whine, wail, groan, give up.
We spent about an hour in the fields before giving in to Drew's pleas and demands.
10 pounds of beautiful, red, deliciousness! Ethan is full of plans for what we can make with them.