Strawberries and Big Boy Beds

What an eventful weekend it was! It started off with some yummy strawberry picking (and I really think I have the most fun of all, as I eat more berries than I take home also!). Matthew clearly takes after me, as is evident in his red stained face, and his constant asking for more every time he popped a berry in his mouth. And really- what is more delicious than pick-your-own strawberries? Well, all the pick-your-own fruit varieties are equally delicious, but since Strawberries come first in the season, they hold a special place in my heart. I am really hoping that Matthews excitement over strawberry picking will translate into equal excitement for fresh veggie picking from our own garden. Since he is on an anti-veggie kick, I'm hoping this will give him a chance to try them again. (last year he loved picking tomatoes and eating them like apples) Every time he sees the garden he smiles and says "Veggies" good sign right?

Emma-Kate, Tyler and Matthew. Check out those faces!

We spent Saturday afternoon in the hunt for a "Big Boy Bed" which is a really scary prospect. As we were walking through furniture store after furniture store trying to find the perfect bed, it occurred to me that I might not be ready yet for him to reach that stage. I'm not sure I'M ready for a big boy bed, even if Matthew is. But whose to say he is? Sure- he could easily climb out of his crib whenever he wants which he makes sure we know by coyly throwing his leg over the rail every so often with that look of "you know this is not a cage right?" The reality is, he loves his crib, he always has, he has never made any attempt to climb out, and has made many attempts to climb IN. So why would we rush this? We don't need the crib again yet, and who knows when we will, so why are we rushing it? I'm not ready to push him to grow up quite yet. So- as cute as all those big boy bedrooms were, and as much as I fell in love with the idea of our big boy, I think this is a step we are not quite ready to take, yet. (Will I be ready to take this step before Matthew turns 18? I sure hope so!)

The weekend ended with a sad goodbye to Daddy who is off for training this week. We miss you Daddy!