Berries, Baked Goods, and Balls

We made our way to the strawberry farm where we picked enough strawberries for Meggan to make some homemade jam, we ate and drank everything they had for sale, and we played on everything we could find.

I'm thinking one game we might avoid next time is tetherball, or as Everett knows it "slap the ball and run like hell before it comes back around and hits you in the face" ball. Let's just say neither child escaped without taking at least one shot to the coconut...