I love strawberry picking with the kids. They are so excited to ride on the tractor and go into the fields to pick (read: eat) the strawberries. This year Mike said that we should go on our own. The forecast wasn't looking promising for the weekend, so we decided to go with the neighbors. It was a great day for it. Hot, but not too hot. Not too muddy.
They ate the majority of what they picked...surprise, surprise. So we ended up going a second time with Mike on the weekend. I hope they like doing this forever! I don't remember ever going strawberry picking when I was little (I think mom went on her own or Grandma Krueger did), but I have very fond memories of Grandma Krueger's freezer jam. I try to make it, and I think it is pretty good, just not the same.
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