Strawberry Fields

On Saturday I got to pick out Zoe's outfit for the day. When I think back over the past 14 months, I actually haven't dressed her that often, unless you count putting on pajamas, which I don't. Anyway, I don't have tell you how awesome she looked. Cheryl said she looked a little crazy, but I kept insisting that she looked bad ass. I'll let you judge.

Now, before you decide, picture this. You're walking through West Philadelphia, just enjoying the day. You happen to stroll through a playground when you're confronted by a zebra-striped street tough who demands all your graham crackers. She looks like this.

As you quickly give her your crackers to ensure your continued survival, you'd probably think to yourself, "That baby looks bad ass!" At least, that's what I'd think.

After terrorizing the playground, the three of us jumped into the car and headed down to Linvilla Orchards to do some strawberry picking. Of course, while Cheryl did all of the picking, Zoe and I just walked the fields, enjoying a strawberry here and there. Apparently Zoe loves fresh fruit.

Cheryl wound up picking just over 11 pounds of strawberries, which she will be turning into jam. I was thankful that they didn't weigh Zoe to find all of the berries she smuggled out in her stomach. Zoe was excited about that too.

Hopefully the weather will hold out for Sunday's planned pool day. If so, expect some more pictures from that.

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