Friday: A good day for berry-picking

Today was one of my favourite days of the year: Raspberry Day. I LOVE raspberries, part of the reason being sentimental: my grandpa had a raspberry bush and I have many memories of picking bowls of them and sharing sun-warmed berries with him. Grandpa often suggested we put a sprinkle of sugar and some milk on them- mmmmmmmm! My children now pick raspberries at my parents house - though they're not quite ripe yet. I am content when picking.

Summer tastes like raspberries! This morning the kids and I invited our friend Sarah (and her doggie Logan) to join us for a berry-picking adventure in Aldergrove. Conditions were perfect, and within an hour and a half we had a wagon loaded with nature's best. To reward our hard work, we stopped at the farm bakery for smoothies and some delicious baked goodies. This was not my best shot, but being a good friend, I didn't upload the bad shot of Sarah with her mouth full!
Once home, my two little chefs and I (I am big chef - not big in stature, but big, as in head-honcho chick around this joint, BIG) made raspberry jam, raspberry pie and froze a bunch of berries to enjoy later this year.

I can't imagine a better way to have spent the day!

P.S. You'll notice in many of our shots that Josh is holding bunny-ears to his sister's head. He's seven... it's really funny to do that in every photo when you're seven.