peach picking

A couple weeks ago we wanted to do something fun with the kids. I remember doing stuff like this with my family when I was younger, so we headed out to Fredericksburg to pick some peaches.  We went to a cute little retired couples house/peach farm, maybe it's called a peach orchard, but anyways we drove out there and set off to pick some peaches.  It was a nice day, breezy and not too hot.  Of course we get there and we both tell each other, "let's not go toocrazy, just a few peaches."  Well...35 lbs. of peaches and a container of blackberries later...oops. But who can resist when the peaches are so good and plus we were walking up and down the rows of peach trees, we just got caught in the moment and happened to get a little carried away.  Ava had fun picking peaches and Adam kinda had fun in his stroller eating them. We did finally decide it was time to go when both kids were totally and completely done with this whole family time experience.  Adam was throwing a massive fit in his stroller, and Ava was crying and whining...what a sight to see.  But being that the peaches were so delicious, I was in an okay place with the fit throwing and such. 

What did we do with all the peaches you ask.  Well, we obviously didn't eat them all, who could?  We gave our neighbors and families some little bags of them, froze a couple bags, and I made two delicious peach pies and a totally awesome peach and blackberry cobbler. Yep, just call me Betty Crocker.  I should have taken some pictures of them, but they were devoured by some onlookers before that could happen.

The peaches didn't last long, but it was a fun experience!