Father's Day! All about celebrating Dad. I got lucky this year. Dad wasn't working so he was home. I got to see him. YEAH!
Sunday morning I asked Dad to meet me at the Straight River Farm to pick strawberries. He was pretty excited. He had been wanting to go for awhile.
Figured what better way to spend a little quality time with my Dad than picking strawberries (p.s. I paid for his because he's my Dad and I love him.)
This is my Dad. He's never minded getting down and dirty.
This is one of his boxes of berries. Between the two of us we gathered over 28 pounds of delicious berries. That's 4 boxes.
Here he is with his last box of delicious berries. He picked some for freezing and just eating. I'm pretty sure he ate a few while we were picking.
It's funny because Dad picks faster than I do but then again I'm a little more particular than he is. I won't pick them unless they are ripe. If they are slightly under or over I won't pick them. I want to get my monies worth. Plus I go home and turn them into jam and freeze them right away.
mmmm.....Strawberries.
Pretty sure each and every one of my nieces and nephews has loved strawberries and could eat a pound all by themselves. Not kidding. They could just sit with that pound in their lap and eat until everything was gone. LOL
After the picking and chatting was done we went our separate ways. Dad to freeze and me to can.
All of us got together as a family for dinner (or supper depending on your interpretation of the word. I say lunch and dinner others say dinner and supper)
This is Dad aka Gramps aka Papa aka Grandpa aka Grampa depending on the age of the kid hollaring at him.
He loves to give lawnmower rides. The kids go nuts for it. He likes to swerve, drive fast, go up and down the ditches.
Most of the time they are yelling at him, "Go faster Grandpa! Go faster!"
These four are diehards. They have been getting rides from both me and Grandpa for years. They beg and kind of plead for rides. (Korby, Jacob, Jack and Grace) They'd go all day in that wagon.
Here's the whole brood. Ashton (orange stripe) he's not sure whether he likes it or not. He doesn't cry or anything but he doesn't look happy.
Clara (little pony tail sprout) doesn't ride 'cuz she's too small yet. But she was sure happy sitting in there.
Lucas didn't ride either 'cuz he's way too small (a little over 6 months). His brother just got to hold him. (Jacob)
Love the look on Jack's face. :)
Okay after awhile it was time to eat so we had to listen to the whining and crying and pleading again. It was more humorous than anything. It only takes about a minute or two then they start stuffing their mouths with food and it's blissfully silent...for another moment. LOL
Look at this cutie patootie. She's my 2nd niece and goddaughter. This was the first time I saw her with her cute little pony. She hasn't had enough hair until now. I can't wait for pigtails.
This butterball is my newest and 4th nephew Lucas. He's so happy and fat. That's what I tell his mother. She just shakes her head at me. Bruce is holding him because these two were born on the same day and their bald so naturally I need to get a picture of that.
This is Gracer (Grace) and Clara. Grace loves herding these kids. She's taken on the role of leader of the pack. She is the ring-leader in most of their mischief and noise-making. She chases them around and screams and they laugh and scream too.
This is Dad again. We bought him a man crate for father's day. It was pretty cool. Full of bacon-flavored things like bacon-flavored beef jerky, popcorn, sunflower seeds, peanut brittle (yes you read that right. bacon flavored peanut brittle) and even some pork belly seasoning.
It comes with it's own metal crowbar. Pretty freakin' sweet dontcha think? Oh I think so.
He loved that. Pretty sure he polished off the bacon-flavored popcorn in about 10 minutes.
This is Dad's brood. gaggle. herd. pack. family. whatever. :)
Left to right: Angi, Ashton, Nick, Karen, Chris, Korby, Jimmy, Dad, Kelly, Kimmie, Lucas and Jacob, Thomas, Jack, me, Grace, Clara, Bruce, Guy and Michelle
This was the best pic I could get. There's always someone talking or messing around or won't cooperate. I just told Mom to keep snapping and one of them would have the majority of us looking at the camera.
My Dad and his Children:
BackRow: Nicky, Jimmy, Kimmy
Front Row: Chrissy, Dad, Jen, Mitchelley
Do we look alike?
How about now?
Dad and the grandkids. Korby didn't want to cooperate AT ALL (orange). So he sat in the back and cried. Not sure why he didn't want to sit by Grandpa. We'll never know. Okay. Moving on. :)
Jack, Ashton, Gramps, Lucas, Jacob, Grace and Clara.
This is like the picture of faces. Here's what I think they could be saying/thinking.
Jack: Ashton what are you doing?
Ashton: Dad why am I sitting here with my sippy cup?
Dad: Woooooaaaaahhhh
Lucas: Help!
Jacob: The stare of death.
Grace: Heeeeeeeyyyyyyyy
Clara: What are we doing?
Korby: Don't look at me?
Let's try one more...well, most of them are smiling and sort of looking at the camera. Eh. Good enough. :) If they were sitting there are prim and proper looking straight at the camera I'd say, "Who are you and what have you done with my nieces and nephews. Give them back!"
My niece and nephew Jack and Grace with their Dad. Who is my brother in law and is now rivaling my other brother-in-law for the whitest legs.
I should start a contest. The winner gets some free tanning sessions? or fake tanning spray?
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