Pickin' and Grinnin'

Last week the Rutledge family embarked on a strawberry picking adventure at a farm close to our house. We loaded up the baby in the Baby Bjorn and outfitted the boys with plastic buckets on a great spring evening after dinner. I have to hand it to Amy on this one -- she broke up the nightly grind with a timely outing that broke the routine and was a lot of fun for the whole family.




You could easily tell which strawberries were picked by parents and which berries were picked by Owen, who was drawn to the under-developed greenish white berries instead of the fat juicy red ones.


So Dad had to step in and show Owen which ones would go better on ice cream.


It was all fun and games until the Gus man got stuck in the mud. He was even more unhappy when instead of stopping to give him a hand, his mother and father insisted on snapping a picture. Mean old mom & dad.


Once the mud crisis was averted, it was back to fun and games and smiles.

Here's hoping you all get the time to go pick some berries wherever your strawberry farm may be.

Cheers!