>Strawberries Everywhere I Turn

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One of the things I love about gardening is getting my kids outside and teaching them to enjoy plants and digging. This can be tough when their ages are 4 and 1 and their attention spans are about as long as it takes to get outside. But I try.

Last weekend, my husband and I took the kids out to Sweet Berry Farm about an hour drive away to pick strawberries. I won’t say that we sang songs as we picked berries all day. The picking was more like me keeping one eye on Alex as I picked berries as fast as I could and dropped them in our box. Alex, you see, has a knack for picking whatever berry she can see, mostly the red ones thank god, and stuffing them in her mouth as fast as possible, green stem and all. Then I have to stuff my finger in her mouth to fish it out, at which point she bites down on my finger with her vice-like grip, grinning because at her age she thinks an adult yelling “Ow!” is funny. Jack meanwhile is picking green, red and rotten strawberries and putting them in our box, as we madly try to sort all the bad berries out. The actual picking lasted about 20 minutes, which was about 10 minutes longer than the kids could stand. But the Farm wisely provides other entertainment. Fresh ice-cream and pop sickles (berry flavored of course), goats, and hay bales to climb on.

All and all a great day. Jack enjoyed telling his grandparents that night that these were berries he picked as we ate our fresh strawberry shortcake.

The past few days, my own berry patch in my yard has been producing. So Jack and I have been harvesting every few days and bringing in the bounty. Now, it may not be the boxful that we brought home from Sweet Berry Farms, but these little bowls of berries make me proud, having come from my own patch of dirt. And hearing Jack tell his teacher he picked berries from HIS berry patch tells me he’s catching this whole love-for-gardening thing I am trying to pass on to him.

4 thoughts on “>Strawberries Everywhere I Turn

  1. >It’s wonderful you are making memories of a lifetime with your kids in the garden and berry patch. There is nothing sweeter than berries you pick out of your own garden!Carol, May Dreams Gardens

  2. >Awww – what a cute little berry-picker you have there! I have to laugh at your tale, but teaching them to love nature is as sweet as those strawberries, isn’t it? I bought Kallie the story of Lady Bird Johnson and her Wildflowers at the Center last weekend and we just finished reading it tonight. She loved it and loves picking an occasional tiny wildflower on our nightly walks and learning their names. It just makes me smile when she says, “Mommy, I want to grow up and garden like you.” You keep picking those berries.

  3. >Hi Bonnie, yummmm, strawberry shortcake with pick your owns. There is nothing that can compare! We used to take our now grown kids to pick berries, what a trip down memory lane your tale was, trying to get them not to pick the green or rotten ones, or throw them at each other, or run away, etc. Sweet little one with a happy grin. Thanks for sharing this.Frances at Faire Garden

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