A perfect way to spend a hot, hot Sunday morning. And oh-so-tasty too. We picked a little orchard not far from out home. I drive past this orchard (and at least three others) almost every day, so the location was perfect.
These cherries were the Sweetheart variety and we were told they last a little longer than the Lapins and also travel well.
We grab out buckets and we're ready to go
Avery suddenly became a huge cherry fan. She ate at least one pit and if you weren't quick to supply her with a cherry, she would find one on the ground or steal one from your pail.
Jake started with the low, easy-to-reach branches and picked every cherry in sight - big or small. Then he found a ladder and he put his love of climbing to good use.
We intended to bring home a small pail but before we knew it, had nearly five pounds! So we paid $9 and happily returned home. I thought we had far too many but we ended up eating them all in no time.
We quickly learned that Avery was quite particular about how she wanted to eat her cherries. She wants the pit removed but the stem still on because she's a big girl and wants to eat them the same as the rest of us. If you make the mistake of cutting it into small, bite-sized pieces - obviously, totally unacceptable - you will find those pieces swiftly strewn all over the floor. If the stem falls off during consumption, she will very patiently and very carefully try to put that stem back on before she finishes the cherry. And do not forget the bib! A cherry-eating-toddler makes a gruesome mess.
It turned into a really fun family activity and I am already wanting to get out there again.
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