The next day we woke up and headed to Remlinger Farms to pick berries. Ever since we picked strawberries in Carlsbad when William was a baby, I've been crazy about it. It was such a beautiful day and the drive out there was stunningly beautiful. As we were driving through the most breathtaking neighborhoods and fields and mountains, I told David that I feel like the Pacific Northwest is as beautiful as England - which is a big deal for me to say. I want to move there really badly.
Fritz was finally starting to feel a little better. His scrunched up nose in this picture is evidence that he was on the mend. Hooray! I love snuggling him in my Ergo.
the best ones of the day.
I was wishing I could get a "normal" picture of William where his tongue wasn't out or his hands weren't where they were supposed to be (oh, little boys) but then I realized - this IS normal. So there.
Fritz's favorite thing to do was pick apart each tiny raspberry seed and force feed it to me. It was cute at first... :)
"Here mama, taste it!"
Here is Fritz running after a dog. He was halfway across the field before I turned around. What is with my boys and dogs?!
I love Margot. She seriously wore these sunglasses almost every single minute we were there. It was hilarious and I was thoroughly entertained by her.
After berry picking, we headed back to the house and grabbed some Indian food for lunch and put the two littles down for naps. When they woke up we packed up the cars with camping gear and headed out to our camp site - this was the highlight of the trip for William who had been talking about camping with Beck for weeks. It was really fun and deserves its own post so I'll blog about that tomorrow.