The Strawberry Patch

Oh, the things I could tell!

This has been one jam-packed week of fun and excitement. We went to the zoo with Hubby's family. I got a FABULOUS gift for Mother's Day (not to mention a day off!). I've been learning all about the Grace of the Lord. Classes started again. The list goes on and on...

So, since I couldn't decide which thing to write about first, and since CY asked that I talk about it... I shall tell you aaaallll about our trip to the strawberry patch.

Just outside of Athens, there's a little patch of farmland called Washington Farms. In the fall, they grow pumpkins and corn. In the Winter, they do Christmas Trees. And in the summer - Berries! The strawberries come first, usually towards the end of April. Later in the summer will come blueberries and blackberries.

The weather was warm and breezy yesterday, but mostly overcast. Chloe and I had gone to lunch with my mom and my mom's mom.

It just seemed like the perfect day for berry-pickin'.

So after a leisurely lunch, "Grandma" (my mom), Chloe and I headed for the Farm.



We arrived at the farm, picked out our baskets, and headed into the field.




At first, Chloe was a little bit put off by all the "dirty" berries. She would pick one off the plant, scrutinize every side, and show me all the dirt by saying "Eewwww, mommy, eewww! Dirrrrrty!"



It took a few tries, but she finally took a HUGE bite of the "dirty" strawberry...



And the rest is history...










We all had a fabulous time picking berries... and SMOOCHING on the SWEETEST little girl with strawberries on her face...



It really was one of those memories I think I will cherish forever...