Strawberries and a 5K

Last weekend, we went strawberry picking at Underwood Family Farms.  What a lovely evening for:

- this big girl to pull the wagon all by herself - 

 - this adventurer to forge his way through the tall plants - 

- these buddies to be neck-high in green growth - 

- this momma to be so happy to be out w/ her family in such a lovely place - 

- this girl to fill her own whole clear box with mostly ripe berries - 

- this daddy to lead his big kids through the strawberry patch - 

- showing off a perfect berry -  

- working very seriously - 

- delighting in a good find -  

- posing for your momma - 

- picking green berries -  

- tasting a few right off the plant - 

- being with daddy -  

- serious picking and serious tasting - 

- freedom to scoot in the dirt -  

- and pour dirt on your shoulder -  

- tasting a whole strawberry for the first time - 

- sliding down the combine slide -  

- greeting the emu -  

- having 3 kids in baby swings -  

- a goat on a bridge -  

- eating chicken salad next to your sibling on a hay pyramid -  

And the next morning was a great morning for Luke and I to run our first 5k - The Great Race of Agoura!  We've been more or less training since the new year.  I was so thankful that my foot/ankle was up to it, even though I'd missed out on about 3 weeks of training.  I wasn't quite at the point I had hoped to be, but we did well!  We ran almost the whole time - I slowed us down w/ about 1/4 mile total of little walk breaks, but it was the most I've ever run at once.  The last 1/2 mile, Luke and I went into "labor mode" where I am focused and non-chatty and he sends me a steady stream of "you're doing great... almost there... you're awesome... so proud of you..."  I know 3 miles isn't that long, but we were feeling pretty proud of ourselves for doing it - together - in 34 minutes.  And Lucy had a great time along for the ride.  It was her first 5k, too.