The Sunday before Mother’s Day we drove out to Sweet Berry Farm out in Marble Falls to go strawberry picking. Our friends the Marinos have been there before and for one reason or another, we were not able to join them for an excursion last year. Instead of having a big party for my birthday this year (which never happens anyway, so I was bound and determined to have SOMETHING happen) I asked my friends to go strawberry picking. It’s family friendly, it’s fun, and it would get us all out of the house for a bit. Plus, I had a hankering to make stuff with strawberries!
Sweet sweet berries!
Getting ready to go pick berries. I honestly don't know what she's doing here or why. But it's cute.
Prairie doggin' in the strawberry patch
Helping Mama pick "bay-oh's" as Billa called them
Wait for me, Daddy!
We were only out there for about an hour, which some might say isn’t worth the almost hour and a half drive out there, but I disagree. The weather was perfect, the kids had a blast, and I don’t think I can ever buy strawberries from the store again! The berries were so sweet and yummy. In fact, Sybilla can agree with me on that:
I dunno about this, Mama...are you sure it's good?
Hey, this ain't so bad!
Billa and what was probably her 200th berry...she could give a Japanese hot dog eater a run for their money any day!
Yargh! It’s Red Chinned Billa the pirate!
I had to laugh; she wasn’t the only child running around with stained chins and lips. We were laughing about the "Children of the Strawberries" (as opposed to Children of the Corn, FYI) and more than once the word “vampire” was thrown around. The kids really did look like they had been feasting on blood thanks to the super ripe and delicious berries.
Resting in the shade for a bit. Yes, her chin really was that red!
Feeding goats...we didn't buy any goat food so the kids were picking up pieces of grass and leaves to give to the goats.
There were also goats at the farm and we spent about fifteen minutes trying to feed them and pet them. Billa was in heaven and she passed out the moment we got on the highway to head back home. We stopped at P. Terry’s for lunch before heading home and Billa had her first milkshake. I don’t know which was her favorite: strawberries or milkshake!
All told, it was a great day and I am so glad that we made the trip. The blackberries will be ripening soon and I am looking forward to going out there to go pick those next!