While I took the cute 4-year-old and 16-month-old to the pediatrician for their well child checks, my mom took the big four to the strawberry picking farm.  I gave them $40 to get berries we could use to make jam for the coming year.  See— I’m so SMART…  Last year I didn’t give them money and they picked about $60 worth of berries.  (My mom paid and I paid her back.)  Well – by giving them just $40 – they’d know just how much we needed.  (We still have about 27 jars left from last year.)

In 30 minutes they picked $80 worth of berries.  My mom had to give the farmer my name and address and promise we’d bring the rest of the money later.

Jam making went straight up to bedtime. 

We had time for a pie, too.

(Sadly, two of  my double batches of jam did not set.  Two did.  Ugh.  Now we need to find time to re-do the two that are liquidy.)