strawberries

Before I show you all the cute pictures of Micah picking strawberries and tell you how fun it was to have this little family outing I want to inform you of the annoying morning and all the random things that delayed our adventure.

1) roof guy was supposed to come at 9:30 and didn't show up until 10:15
2) went to bank to deposit insurance company's check and about 100 other people had the same idea.
3) bank would not deposit check because it had not been approved by Bank of America
4) went to Bank of America to get approval and gas light came on
5) got approval and headed back to our bank to deposit
6) check will be held for 5 days *seriously why is that...all has been approved, obviously we did not forge anything!?!?!?!
7) went to gas station to fill up
8) wondering why no outing we ever plan can happen smoothly

Yay! Now we get to go to the strawberry patch. By this time poor Micah had been sitting in the car for almost an hour asking about the strawberries and was probably sure his parents were liars :)



Micah was definitely excited about picking strawberries or stawderries as he says. We went to Southern Belle Farm to do the picking. It is the same place we went for the pumpkin patch but this time there were no extra events just fields of plump, juicy berries. We made sure to tell Micah not to pick any of the green ones and then after a few minutes also had to tell him not to pick any that were 'kinda orange.' Usually Zach or I would find one that looked pretty good and call him over to pick it. Then we'd laugh to each other about how cute he was getting so excited about whatever one he picked and threw (and I mean threw) in the bucket! He only ate 2 while we were picking which I thought showed great restraint and then chowed down on four more HUGE ones on the way home. He was definitely stained by the time we got back!












Once we got home with our strawberry harvest I had to figure out what the heck to do with it. I might as well admit that I don't eat strawberries. I like the juice from them but the actual berry has a tartness to it that I'm just not a fan of. I ended up cutting some up for the boys to eat now, freezing some whole for later and making a strawberry pie for dessert last night. Now if you remember I eat raisin bran without the raisins so obviously I love strawberry pie without the strawberries. Basically I just mix cool whip with the strawberry gooey stuff and it is oh so good. So when I made my pie I made sure to leave myself a nice piece of goo, just like my Granny used to make for me :)