May 19, 2011

Our "Ill"-Fated (Pun Intended) Strawberry Patch Trip

Some of you may know that the week of spring break both girls got sick while we were in Grand Isle. Fever, cough, lethargy-the whole nine yards. Anyway, we came back and went straight to the doctor for a double co-pay visit. Fun times. I had been planning to take the girls to the strawberry patch on Thursday, and I figured I would have to veto that idea, but Thursday morning Stella seemed to be feeling a lot better and Cille is always happy, sick or not, so I decided that we would chance a trip. We loaded up and headed to Mrs. Heather's. Boy, did I live to regret that decision...
When we arrived, the worker informed us that most of the strawberries had already been picked and that we would have to pick in the back of the field to really find anything.  Awesome.  After struggling to push the stroller over the uneven dirt to the proper location, I realized that I left the camera in the truck.  I took Cille out of the stroller and hiked all the way back with both girls so we could immortalize our visit on film.  When we got back to the stroller, already sweaty and a little disgusted, Stella informed me that she did not want to pick strawberries; she had changed her mind.  She was tired and she wanted to take a nap in Cille's stroller.  Wonderful.  So, while Stella napped in Cille's stroller, Cille lounged on my hip and fussed, and I picked strawberries.  Tiny strawberries.  I thought I would never fill up that half flat!  I finally did, and we prepared to head back to the truck.  As we were walking back, I noticed a giant mud puddle directly in Stella's path.  It was like time slowed down.  I started saying, "Stella, stop!  Stop walking!  Wait! Go back!  Pay attention!" BUT, I guess she was too out of it to hear me because this is what happened...
It should go without saying that three-year-olds who get their light-up sparkle shoes covered in mud at strawberry patches while they are simultaneously sick get a little upset.  After that "tempest in a teabag" (Bye-Bye Birdie reference-try to keep up!) Stella rallied and wanted to ride a tractor...
That lasted about one minute.  I did manage to get a picture of the girls with the strawberries back at the truck.  If you have ever wondered how you can tell if Stella has a fever, look at her eyes in this picture..
Before heading home we also got to make a joyful stop at the outhouse. From now on we will be convalescing at home instead of on field trips.

1 comment :

Our Life Version 4.0 said...

Ugh! I think I talked you right after that day. We have had trips similar to that. Sorry it was a bust. I hope you all enjoyed eating your strawberries at the very least. Way to go for getting out with two kiddos by yourself though! You deserve a pat on the back for that!