strawberry picking

It seems to be that when you have more than one child… their differences sometimes seem to shine out, and they can kind of fall into different roles. The peacemaker, the organizer…. not that I am advocating type casting your children or anything. I know they can all play different roles at different times. However, when I asked the kids to pose for a picture at the strawberry patch the other day, my youngest displayed his true colors…

When my son was 3, I took him strawberry picking for the first time. It was a special Mommy/Son date prior to the birth of our third child. The next year, we returned, but this time it was a family affair. 2009 brought us back to the same farm, this time with friends. And 2010 found me once again at the fields pregnant, with many small children in tow.