My mom still had one day left of her spring break (she spent most of it in Florida with the loss of her mother) and she wanted to go strawberry picking. In that my sisters and dad were going, too, we were not outnumbered and up for the task!
Endless amounts of strawberries to be eaten and picked. They were super yummy, even though they were a lot of work with a baby strapped to you.
I don't know how they do it in other countries where it may not even be a choice if they work in the fields or not. Luckily I had a lot of motivation to keep going with all the yummyness around!
Grammy was a picking machine!
Ezra always pushes his head back while in the Moby wrap, not awkward looking at all...not sure what that is about. However, pretty soon he was able to fall asleep with a hat to cover all the beautiful baldness!
The big smiles on those strawberry stained faces say it all! What a great messy morning!