Saturday, June 20, 2009

Deep Breath

Maybe I've being a little hard on myself....and I really need to take a deep breath! goes... (hmmm ahh) Now, that feels much better!

Despite my last self deprecating post, I have been having tons of fun this summer with my sweet husband and Jesse. A couple of weeks ago, for my belated Mother's Day celebration, we took a little trip to a strawberry patch with plans to make some yummy strawberry jam. I come from a long line of "canners," (at least four generations on my Mom's side) and nothing is more satisfying than a pantry full of jars of homemade strawberry jam!!!
After a brief instructional session with the boy, he was picking perfect jamming strawberries in no time. Jesse, who, by the way, will not even touch a grocery store berry, was shoving berry after berry into his sweet little mouth the whole time.

We did run into a slight occupational hazard, though, that we are now affectionately calling "strawberry-butt." (Next time, Jesse, don't sit on the strawberries!) :o)
And when we got home, we squished and squashed, and squashed and squished the berries until they were the perfect jamming consistency.
And after 5 hours of preparation (picking, sterilizing jars, mixing, stirring, and waiting to hear that amazing little *POP* that occurs when the jars have been sufficiently sealed) we enjoyed the fruits of our labor on Ritz crackers. I think he likes strawberry jam; don't you agree?


  1. I made strawberry jam this weekend, too!! :o) (Our duplicate readers are going to have to deal with duplicate strawberry jam posts.)

    I love Jesse's strawberry butt. Jason got strawberry knee. Do you have any tips for removing strawberry stains?

  2. my sisters are so amazing! I want to be you someday when I grow up :o)

  3. Way to go all of you little jammers

  4. I love your blog. I can't wait to see your next post.