It cracks me up how Hayden refers to the garden as "the fields"..."Let's go harvest the fields." haha love him!
Since the ten pounds of Costco carrots has turned to liquid in the fridge, the boys and I headed out to the fields to dig out a few for our tomato soup. We should have brought a pick-ax instead of a shovel, those babies were in rock!
After twenty minutes of paleontologist-quality unearthing, we had a few, although broken, carrots for the soup.
We were lucky enough to go to Grandma-Great's with Granny and Carol and get some grapes for juice. If any of you knew my Grandpa Woodward, I'm sure you'd tried his juice. (that said David and Katie weren't too excited, but have now converted...they love the juice!)
I couldn't get over how gorgeous they were. Seriously, so pretty.
Our sweet little juicing set up. The only problem was that we started at 8:30pm.... we usually go to bed by 10, but were up until 2.
Seriously, so pretty.
Vacuum interruption...
These boys can spot a vacuum anywhere.
The only thing that pulled Hayden away was the kid-size rake I promised him. Preston was still mad.
Night two of juicing, this time, we started at 8.
I can't even imagine how many grapes Preston ate, but he sure loved them.
After two long nights' work, we ended up with 2 pinks, and 12 dark purple.
Grandpa would be proud...and have made 60 more...that were stronger :)
