On Friday the boys and I went with Kirsten and Isaac to the school farm to see the cows, sheep, goats, chickens, ducks, barn, hay, squash, tomatoes, peppers, “candy-lope,” and best of all… raspberries! We saved a few handfuls for Daddy, but since I was holding Bryce, he promptly picked out half of whatever I dropped in as we went along. And all of the raspberries Zachary picked he popped gleefully into his mouth. He kept telling us how he was picking the dark purple ones (like Aunt Kirsten taught him) and that they taste like jelly! Yum! SO good! Thank you, Websters!

Raspberry Picking