Yesterday, we went to nearby Verril Farms' Strawberry Fesitval and got to pick our own strawberries. After parking REALLY far away and trekking all the into the fields, we got to work. I showed Finley what kind of strawberries to pick (mostly dark red all over with no squishy parts) and the kids started to hunt for berries.
Dagny was having hard time finding ripe berries, but she really enjoyed pulling off all the stems/leaves of the berries I would drop into her basket. Seemed a little OCD to me, but she was happy as a clam.
Then, it was back to picking! And finally, they realized they could be eating the berries, too.
They devoured a couple of handfuls and got pretty skilled at eating right up to the stem/leaves before tossing those away. We ended up moving over a couple rows for variety's sake and ran into a family from Finley's preschool, so that was an unexpected surprise and we had fun using our "strawberry radars" together until our baskets were all full. We made our way back to the wagon and Dagny did a great job carrying her full basket without spilling a single berry.
Not sure what the farm was charging per pound, but since we had to wait nearly 20 minutes to check out, we probably should have weighed Dagny on the scale, too!
What a great way to spend the morning. I think the only downside was that the kids overdosed on strawberries in those two hours and now we have 4+ pounds of strawberries left to eat....
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