Instead of packing Squidge and I went to Kenyon Hall Farm for a little pick your own fruit picking fun. We usually go every year with friends but this year it didn’t work out so we went on our own. I felt horribly guilty over our weekend. Squidge didn’t do anything but watch tv on Saturday while we packed. Yesterday was skiing and swimming lessons then more tv for her while we packed. I didn’t want to have another day where all we did was pack so off to the farm we went. The weather was so good and I was horrible over dressed for it- clad head to toe in black. Not a good idea with the sun beating down on us. As we walked around looking for the best strawberries, tayberries and raspberries I looked down at Squidge and realized how lucky I am, it sometimes takes my breath away.
Now we’re back home and she’s down stairs watching tv and I’m supposed to be packing.