So yesterday we did something that has become one of my favorite Cleveland fall traditions. We went berry picking at Rosby's Berry Farm:
I love this place. So do my kids:
Probably because it combines two of a toddler's favorite things. Berries, and baskets:
The kids got to hang out with their grandma:
And Papa nonni:
And when I cut the dude off of berries out of the basket for fear he would explode he figured out pretty quickly how to get them from the source:
Plus we ended up with something like 7 quarts:
Which meant that I was able to do this:
(the pic on the left is before adding sugar. the one on the right after. I had no idea what a difference in color it would make!)
I've never made jam on my own before. I did it once with my mom but then it was pretty much just following her instructions. I was a little nervous since I generally suck at things you have to measure precisely (aka anything involving following directions). But it turned out holyshit good.
And my cans all popped:
And last year's group shot:
My kids are growing up fast... One more for the road.... a berry hat comparison:
First pic is my girl two years ago. Second pic is the dude now. Crazy how time flies!