we have a family tradition of going cherry picking on memorial weekend every year. this tradition started when i was kid, then everyone grew up and we stopped for a while. now that i have my own family, i wanted to make sure we started this tradition again.
we head out to the cherry tree orchards in brentwood and climb trees, run through the orchards, pick cherries, and eat them 'til our bellies are full {or one of the kids gets fruit butt, whichever comes first}. the boys absolutely love it...as much as i did when i was kid, if not more.
mikey and his buckets of cherry loot.
i spy...a little liam in the trees.
the cherries weren't as ripe at this time of the year as they have been in previous years. but they were still delicious...we couldn't stop eating them!
the mister was lucky...he had a little monkey on his shoulders who picked cherries for him...
and even hand-fed him.
another feeble attempt at a picture with my brood.
and our cherry picking excursion wouldn't have been complete without a good stick fight between the bigs.
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