I woke up at the crack of dawn this morning (nine is really early for us all to be ready and out of the house) to take the boys berry picking. I knew it was going to be 100 degrees today, so I wanted to get out there early before it got too hot. Turns out it was already 83 degrees by the time we left the house, so that didn't work out as well as I wanted it to.
First we swung by my parents house to pick up some containers to store the berries in. The blueberry place where I went a couple of weeks ago with my mom and sister is right down the street from my parents house. We stopped by there first, but apparently they are only open on the weekends, which put a little damper in my plans. So we headed up the road a ways, to a berry place on Kerslake Rd. The lady that was running the place said we could pick raspberries because they would probably be gone by this weekend.
We tied our buckets around our waists and started picking, or atleast I did. I think Wyatt was mainly eating everything that he picked and Max was just chillin in his stroller.
We didn't get very many berries because it was really hot out and Max started screaming, but it was still fun, and we have fresh raspberries to eat for the next week.
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