On Sunday last, we went to Eckert's in Belleville to do some Strawberry picking. It was the last day of the season and I bamboozled David into going with me. And my bamboozled, I suggested he go golfing in IL with a friend and then another car would meet him at Eckert's later.
I'm genius. Plus, due to this arrangement I got to eat custard for lunch.
Win, win, win.
Despite his dislike of strawberries, David had a good time.
Mac was largely indifferent, chilling in his stroller for the duration.
I can't wait to do things like this when Mac can participate more. I want him to discover how awesome just-picked strawberries are--warm from the sun. That's one of the best flavors on earth.