I wasn't sure how it was going to go, me with my two boys at the berry farm. I wanted to pick enough of them for a few jars of jam.
Castle chose blackberries, and I must say it was the perfect choice. No bending over in the dirt required like strawberries.
I tried my best to teach him to pick only the really black plump ones.
After about 10 minutes they were done. Castle picked about 3 handfuls, and Atlas, was not having a good time. He kept on tripping on the uneven ground. I He wanted to touch the berries but every time he stuck his little hand out he would spring back like they had thorns. It was the funniest thing to watch. So for another 5 minutes I tucked Atlas into the baby carrier and frantically tried to fill up the basket while Castle whined, "are we done?" over and over again. Oh yes we were done.
A lunch of berries on waffle with whipped cream before we left. Apparently that was the best part.